Lyrics
A seasoned witch could call you
From the depths of your disgrace
And rearrange your liver
To the solid mental grace
And achieve it all with music
That came quickly from afar
Then taste the fruit of man
Recorded losing all against the hour
And assessing points to nowhere
Leading every single one
A dewdrop can exalt us
Like the music of the sun
And take away the plain
In which we move and choose the course you’re running
Down at the edge, round by the corner
Not right away, not right away
Close to the edge, down by a river
Not right away, not right away
Crossed the line around the changes of the summer
Reaching out to call the colour of the sky
Passed around a moment clothed in mornings
Faster than we see
Getting over all the time I had to worry
Leaving all the changes far from far behind
We relieve the tension only to find out
The master’s name
Down at the end, round by the corner
Close to the edge, just by the river
Seasons will pass you by
I get up, I get down
Now that it’s all over and done
Now that you find, now that you’re whole
My eyes convinced, eclipsed
With the younger moon attained with love
It changed as almost strained
Amidst clear mana from above
I crucified my hate and held
The word within my hand
There’s you, the time, the logic
Or the reasons we don’t understand
Sad courage claimed the victims
Standing still for all to see
As armoured movers took
Approached to overlook the sea
There since the cord, the license
Or the reasons we understood will be
Down at the edge, close by a river
Close to the edge, round by the corner
Close to the end, down by the corner
Down at the edge, round by the river
Sudden call shouldn’t take away the startled memory
All in all, the journey takes you all the way
As apart from any reality that you’ve ever seen and known
Guessing problems only to deceive the mention
Passing paths that climb halfway into the void
As we cross from side to side, we hear the total mass retain
Down at the edge, round by the corner
Close to the end, down by a river
Seasons will pass you by
I get up, I get down
In her white lace
You could clearly see the lady sadly looking
Saying that she’d take the blame
For the crucifixion of her own domain
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get down
Two million people barely satisfy
Two hundred women watch one woman cry, too late
The eyes of honesty can achieve
(She would gladly say it amazement of her story)
How many millions do we deceive each day?
(Asking only interest could be laid
Upon the children of her domain)
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get down
In charge of who is there in charge of me
(She could clearly see the lady sadly looking)
Do I look on blindly and say I see the way?
(Saying that she’d take the blame
For the crucifixion of her own domain)
The truth is written all along the page
(She would gladly say it amazement of her story)
How old will I be before I come of age for you?
(Asking only interest could be laid
Upon the children of her domain)
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get down
The time between the notes
Relates the color to the scenes
A constant vogue of triumphs
Dislocate man, so it seems
And space between the focus
Shape ascend knowledge of love
As song and chance develop time
Lost social temperance rules above
Ah, ah
Then according to the man
Who showed his outstretched arm to space
He turned around and pointed
Revealing all the human race
I shook my head and smiled a whisper
Knowing all about the place
On the hill we viewed the silence of the valley
Called to witness cycles only of the past
And we reach all this with movements
In between the said remark
Close to the edge, down by the river
Down at the end, round by the corner
Seasons will pass you by
Now that it’s all over and done
Called to the seed, right to the sun
Now that you find, now that you’re whole
Seasons will pass you by
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get down
I get up