As dormant city lights align with the orbits And cable's latest show ceased the broadcast I wake up thirsty in yet unfamiliar worry Caught by the glow from the window glass I hear my pounding chest, I hear them calling The pulsing unknown urge is clenching jaws Should I step to this trap, to start a new story The spinning compass and clock hand paused Till the last of my own breath Should I step in this vast Of unknown and untold The edge of whirling world Right above waving void Should I step on this rope