The Ridge 1. 1 Lyrics - Information Society

The holy girl is our focus 

She's the story of us all 

She can feel our eyes upon her 

And the hope that she will fall 

On her left so warm and honey-sweet 

Like a jealous loving friend 

On her right such a steep cold and lonely climb 

The clinging threat of rejection 

And the thought of her imperfections 

She says she's nowhere near the end yet 

And she makes no guarantees 

She's comfortable with failure 

And her blood may one day freeze 

And in her iodine stretch 

Her eyes recede and roll away 

She knows she's where nothing can reach her now 

Beyond where you can see 

Beyond where she wants to be 

She walks the ridge 

So glassy sharp 

You can't find her now 

You can't speak to her now 

She's going out again 

One day she was a child 

She could touch the sun somehow 

She was held in the arms of the galaxy 

And that child is with her now 

And in her cobalt moments 

She'll show that she's afraid 

Her hands reach out and grasp at you 

But she's falling further 

Falling further in the churning dark slide 

She walks the ridge 

So glassy sharp 

You can't find her now 

You can't speak to her now 

She's closing off again 

Now she's walking slowly onward 

Through the garden you can't know 

Her dance so beautiful so twisted 

A spinning madness in the snow 

She's got a black hole in there with her 

She's got the sun all in there too 

They're her partners in her eternal dance 

She's not aware of time moving past her 

She's not aware of getting any further 

She walks the ridge 

So glassy sharp 

You can't find her now 

You can't speak to her now 

She'll never cry again