Playing in a child's game I never saw a meaning in the name And all along I was the one doing the seeking Or so I believed until your arrival... Now realize that I only sought one place to hide myself after another Light is getting low, and I feel as though you gave up You gave up looking for me All plain to see For anyone outside of this skin I'm wearing thin And I'll shed this version of me A search for the edge, a name for the shape that hides you From view... Reduction of all but none, every path has led to one Illusory conclusion of me in my own way... All plain to see For anyone outside of this skin that I taught myself to be And I'll shed this version of me A search for the edge, a name for the shape that hides you From view... I'm learning that all I hope to be (Can begin only when I give in) Crawling out from where I hide When I give in... And the light is getting low