To the Ledge

We've made this trip so many times around, it makes me
dizzy.This beautiful, tragic, spinning kaleidoscope I've seen.
Through your eyes, deep, in ancient times until the new,
It was always you. Through the black holes of the windows to my soul.
Something has started, you must be feeling this too!
The tune has changed, we danced so long but now we sing.
All the songs on the radio are beginning to sound the same.
The people I talk to and the signs I see are making a strong
impression on me. Larger than I could have ever believed.
I could argue and convince, we are as we used to be.
But my soul knows different, and the rest of the world is with me.
You say you want to climb every mountain, visit every creek
... because one day this earth will perish and be inherited unto the meek.
This all moves along at the speed of sound, such a powerful force.
It's all you and me, and everyone with us. Should we jump up in praise,
Or fall to our knees? Bringing to rest the subject of our existence,
this is the time to dive in, no more sitting on the fence.
As crazy as this sounds, The End is near, now repent.
Through Christ and with God, the glory of Heaven on high,
I will hold your hand as we walk to the ledge. To be born,
so to die.

-Rochelle Willis