In loving memory of Deborah Ellis 1967-1991. Her poetry to music
Words by Deborah Ellis. Music by Cary Kembla
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HORIZON
The cliff is high and the drop is long
How is it then that the fall be so rapid
From the edge I see the horizon
And although I know not what lays beyond it
I wish I was there
Looking below the waves are rough
And the rocks are rugged
I know the only way to get anywhere
Is to jump and take a chance
I look around and back
See my life for what is was
I draw a blank
I look around and see what life means to me
I draw a blank
Knowing this I cannot understand
Why they make me stay
They say “Keep your chin up
Tomorrow’s another day”
I listen, I jump
I’m thrown and tossed
Then I swim and the water becomes calm
But as I swim
The horizon becomes no closer
I cannot reach it or swim beyond it
Never mind, I took a chance
I took a chance
I’ve sunk!
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