Cliff It's said to be the end of a quest It's supposed to be where you stop and where you never look ahead It was made to be the end of a journey Yet we stray closer towards the edge out of curiosity We look down into the abyss and work up the courage Until we jump, and we fly We soar free in the sky with nothing holding us back The cliff didn't end an adventure, it started one As we fly towards the sun we feel the warmth on our skin Feel the cool breeze of the wind go through our hair And think,"What if we never jumped of that cliff?" And then we fly where no man has been before