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Edge of Destruction — I'm Not Falling Tonight 1 by Jason

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Edge of Destruction — I'm Not Falling Tonight 1 by Jason - Country Southern Rock (60S Style),Male Vocals music cover art

Edge of Destruction — I'm Not Falling Tonight 1

Country Southern Rock (60S Style),Male Vocals

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[Verse 1]
Neon on the motel glass, cigarette butts in ashtray rings
Late-night cravings taste like copper, the clock forgets to sing
Your name's a ghost on every corner, your suitcase by the door
There's a ring on the floor beside the sink I used to pour
My hands still shake with old confessions, the mirror knows the lies
But there's a warm weight at the foot of the bed, a soft, steady rise
[Pre-Chorus]
Cracks in the ceiling, I count my breaths slow
Hold on to that little light, don't let it go
[Chorus]
On the edge of destruction — I'm not falling tonight
Embers in a palm, but I can see a line of light
Dog breathing next to me, keeps the cold from the fight
On the edge of destruction — I'm not falling tonight
[Verse 2]
Bottles crowd the bathroom sink like reasons I can’t face
A lighter sparks the memory of your lipstick on my face
Late texts that turned to silence, your laughter out the door
You left like a storm in June and the loyal left me more
I burned the list of promises, the receipts and all the blame
But your photo on the dashboard still whispers your name
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Cracks turned to chisel marks, I’m carving out new ground
This time I answer mornings, not the bottle’s hollow sound
[Chorus]
On the edge of destruction — I'm not falling tonight
Ashes on the carpet, but there's something pulling right
Paws on my arm remind me how small hands can hold tight
On the edge of destruction — I'm not falling tonight
[Bridge]
I scrape the motel coffee cup, the taste of yesterday
Wash the ashtray in the sink, watch the grey streaks wash away
Sun finds the porch in the morning, warmth on my scarred skin
A meeting room with folding chairs, my name beside a pen
I speak in a trembling voice and the room hands me a light
A promise folded in my pocket: I can stand through the night
[Chorus — Variation]
I was on the edge of destruction — and I won't fall back down
Embers cooled to embers, now I feel the solid ground
Dog warming my face, the ring's a lesson on the floor
I was on the edge of destruction — I’m stepping through that door
[Outro]
Neon fades behind me, the road hums like new chords
A heart rebuilt with small things — with coffee, walks, and words
On the edge once, but the horizon's raw and bright
I keep that line I whispered: I'm not falling tonight