The overlooking canyon Right where I'm standing Swear I see my former glory still burning It had every intent of returning Now the years of planning the landing To prepare for jumping in the canyon It's not the d**h defying or cheering It's the thrill of clearing, barely clearing [Chorus 1] And if I see no hope for me I still see hope for you In the high rise of the morning The exception that proves my rule And still I'm tying up loose ends I tie them to a chair to defy them To protect and hide them, untie them These are not the ones you want, untie 'em And now I'm dropping in the canyon After years of planning and planning It's a monumental challenge of feeling You must fight before you stop free-wheeling [Chorus 2] And if I see no hope for me I still see hope for you In the wide eyes of the morning The exception that proves my rule [Chorus 1] Proves my rule Proves my rule Proves my rule Proves my rule