Past the Edge of Time - The Bright Light Social Hour

I could be a mother

I could be a trend

I think I’m a window

I could be misled

I could scream I love it

I could make it end

Sun just trying to make it

Back around again

I want to be different

I want to be true

I once saw an echo

Show me how to do it

I can set myself free inside you if I choose

I can inch toward gloom if I’m distant beside you

When I held my brother

Thought it was the end

Mama was relaxed

And I was calm again

Sky was opened up

And I saw all death is

Ecstasy of color

Absence of limit

Screaming infinity

Plane of joy sublime

You’ll always be an echo

Past the edge of time

I can set myself free inside you if I choose

I can inch toward gloom if I’m distant beside you