The view from the verge
Standing on an Indistinct Line
The blur between light and dark
The gray between black and white
The view from the verge
The place where judgment
Becomes harder to judge
Where contrasts are not so sharp
The view from the verge
The place where the mind
Opens to all points of view
Open to eliminate all impossibilities
The view from the verge
The place where you see
Through others eyes
And walk a mile in there shoes
The view from the verge
The place where you feel
What others feel
And why they feel it
The view from the verge
The place where you find what it means
To be another for a time
And know what brought them to this point
The view from the verge
The place where you learn
The true you and its existence
The feeling of your heart
The view from the verge
Standing on the line
Where good blends with evil
Where conservatism becomes liberalism
The view from the verge
The blur between light and dark
The gray between black and white
The view from the verge
The place where judgment
Becomes harder to judge
Where contrasts are not so sharp
The view from the verge
The place where the mind
Opens to all points of view
Open to eliminate all impossibilities
The view from the verge
The place where you see
Through others eyes
And walk a mile in there shoes
The view from the verge
The place where you feel
What others feel
And why they feel it
The view from the verge
The place where you find what it means
To be another for a time
And know what brought them to this point
The view from the verge
The place where you learn
The true you and its existence
The feeling of your heart
The view from the verge
Standing on the line
Where good blends with evil
Where conservatism becomes liberalism
The view from the verge
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