Shadows on the Edge

The clock ticks on, another day,

Moments lost, they fade away.

We run in circles, tied to time,

Bound to the rhythm, losing rhyme.

Life’s a flash, a flicker bright,

A whisper fading into night.

Where do we go when echoes call,

To find the meaning, if there's any at all?

On the edge of light and dark,

We chase the shadows, chasing sparks.

Every step, another mile,

Lost in the search for something worthwhile.

Faces blur and voices fade,

In the machine that we’ve all made.

We laugh, we cry, we’re torn apart,

Walking lines that break the heart.

Suns rise high, they set too soon,

We’re only passing through the room.

From birth to death, it’s all the same,

And none of us know who to blame.

On the edge of light and dark,

We chase the shadows, chasing sparks.

Every step, another mile,

Lost in the search for something worthwhile.

What’s real or just a trick of mind?

If there’s a purpose, we’re all blind.

We scream to drown the silent space,

Running from what we cannot face.

In silver skies and painted dreams,

We hide our fears, we hide our schemes.

The truth lies somewhere in between,

In colors we have never seen.

Is madness just the final truth?

Or innocence we lost in youth?

We’re here, we’re gone, just grains of sand,

Drifting across an endless land.

On the edge of light and dark,

We chase the shadows, chasing sparks.

Every step, another mile,

Lost in the search for something worthwhile.

The moonlight fades, the stars are gone,

In darkness, we still carry on.

And in the end, we face the tune,

Caught in the pull of our own moon.