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 our dream
dream in which you believe

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