Edge To Life

• Recoil
• Bloodline

I’m not waiting

For a king

To rule my mind

Or anything

I don’t need your

Band of gold

To take me where I need to go

A simple man

Well he could do more

But you can only see the traces

That have gone before

There’s an edge to life

That will cut you like a knife

When you lay your head down

There’s a castle of sand

That gets kicked in your face

To see how easily you’d fall from grace

There’s a piece of dust

That crumbles in your hand

If you decide to lose control

No one can escape

When you find out they’re fake

And you want to take the whole lot down

There’s a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow

If you walk the white line

There’s a piece of dust that crumbles in your hand

If you decide to lose control

There’s a castle of sand that gets kicked in your face

To see how easily you’d fall from grace

Yes, there’s a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow

There’s an edge to life

That will cut you like a knife

When you lay your head down

You know you can’t escape

When you find out they’re fake

And you want to take the whole lot down

There’s no truth in the lie that only angels cry

When everybody knows we’re all born to die

There’s an edge to life

That will cut you like a knife

I miss you

There’s no power that is such a thrill

That can make a man or anything

I miss you