It's only when you're close to the edge of darkness when you really see the light,
When it's too close for comfort do you really the caution,
Or when you nearly lose what you had to make you see what you had…
Maybe you've already lost it
And don't know how to get it back.
But if you do get it back,
If and when you finally caught it
With no thought of ever letting it go again,
When you're comforted in knowing that you can feel comfort again,
Bathed in the brightest of lights with no edge of darkness…
All of this and more do they make you live and make you feel free.