Mein cliff is what my heart longs to keep locked away.
I stood at the edge of a roof top in new york city, My weight, my soul, my existence creates, a hole so deep, I cry to never feel the bottom. Mein kafp is all that remains to keep me wanting. For a life I know I can have. Standing on a cliff I know I can fly off, Swing off, die off, My twin with a true heart Alexander reaches out to save me. Helping me to keep my promise. But I still see the roof tops edge. The cliffs jagged end is so near. For I have died years ago. 1001 lives I have died, in my minds eye, I stay amongst the living. Death is final. Yet, Life grows a new tree yearly.
And I am reborn again.