Don't speak don't make a sound
Coyote cries a morning song for pastel skies
Blank photograph yosemite Sam
My perfect aperture ready for
The the solar flares

Who lives in the Abyss?
Sharp focus I'm hanging to the
Edge of the cliff

When the world aligns almost stopping time
I find myself out of my depth
I'm aiming unaware the
Golden hour's disappeared

Who lives in the Abyss?
Sharp focus I'm hanging to the
Edge of the cliff

I'm walking in your tracks now
Trying to picture your view
One things becoming clеarer only you are you
But I am I but I am I
But I am I

Who lives in the Abyss?
Sharp focus I'm hanging to the
Edge of the cliff

Who lives in thе Abyss?
Sharp focus I'm hanging to the
Edge of the cliff

Who lives in the Abyss?
Sharp focus I'm hanging to the
Edge of the cliff

Who lives in the Abyss?
Sharp focus I'm hanging to the
Edge of the cliff