Liner Notes
The Edge of Still captures the instant when motion stops being an option — not because of peace, but because every possible move feels equally unsafe. It lives in that narrowing space where instinct, thought, and breath hesitate together. Rather than resolving the tension, the song stays with it, honoring the quiet strain of simply remaining upright when falling or fleeing feel just as likely.
Lyrics
Verse 1
A fleeting thought takes hold
In the corner of my mind
I have the quiet in my hands
For something I can’t find
I’m halfway to sitting down
When everything goes still
I’m not sure what I should do
…
Perhaps I never will
Refrain
I’m standing on the edge of still
Trying not to fall
Trying not to lean
Dare I breathe at all?
Verse 2
The room feels smaller than it did
A minute ago
I’m backing toward the safest place
I know
I didn’t mean to end up here
With my shoulders to the wall
I just kept narrowing the space
Till there was none at all
Surge
Heartbeat pounding
Door across the room
Not exit
Not escape
Chaos looms
Every nerve says “go”
Feet scream “where?”
Options gone
…
It’s become the air
Refrain
I’m standing on the edge of still
Trying not to fall
Trying not to lean
Dare I breathe at all?