Dancing Near the Edge

Words & Music by Chris Miller

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Outside, just beyond the window
there's a ring of stones overlooked by a willow.
Sometimes glimpsed thru forest hedge
I see it now down by the river's edge.

Just when I thought I'd gotten over those dreams
they return ever stronger to haunt me, it seems.

On clear nights that're witch-moon dark
the evening star lights this place, elementals talk.
Faery maiden dancing beckons there.
Starlight shimmers in her golden hair.

Just when I thought I'd seen an end to those days,
her eyes, dark wells reflect starlight and she says...

" Come with me out of time and space-
tread barefoot on the  ledge-
skip from earth to root to stone-
I like dancing near the edge."

Then she laughs while I'm transfixed.
I hold back yet with feelings mixed.
She dances from the ring, turns at the shore.
I see her eyes, I can stay no more.

Just when I thought I could stay in peace
she beckons and to her my heart flees.

Just when I thought the dream was at an end
I'm caught there again and I can never come back again.

To that place out of time and space
tread barefoot on a ledge
skip from earth to root to stone.
It's fun dancing near the edge.

To the place where the willow sleeps
and a dream lies on the land.
Thru dark woods to faery deeps
walk naked on the sand.

Dancing near the edge.