Standing On Precipice

I don't belive in link 
 Between the man and space 
 I don't belive in this connection 
 Who can prove me wrong? 

 I don't belive 
 But It makes sense 
 Please Help me 
 I need to know my future 

 Standing on a precipice 
 of my knowlege 
 Imagination of my mind 
 On the edge of our dream 
 dream in which you believe 

 I don't belive in visions 
 Of our broken world 
 My thoughts are full with qualm. 
 And I need to know. 

 I'm beginning to understand 
 that everything came from space 
 And now I'm not afraid 
 I stopped running from my base 

 Standing on a precipice 
 of my knowlege 
 Imagination of my mind 
 On the edge of your dream 
 dream in which you believe 

 Death is not the end 
 It's just a change of states of consciousness 
 Faith and memory 
 Is the continuation of life, 
 It was in me, I've found the answer. 
 Then i'm leaving 
 I'm not afraid...