I sit on the rim of the universe
I feed on the fear of the fall
I sit on the far end of what you would want
Unable to wade through it all
and the life of Rhonda Richoux
I sit on the rim of the universe
I feed on the fear of the fall
I sit on the far end of what you would want
Unable to wade through it all
my young heart
didn’t know
it could hold
more than you