Back From The Edge (Skunkworks 1996)

Текст песни Bruce Dickinson - Back From The Edge (Skunkworks 1996)

A silent river flowing black
Strange attractions, no turning back
Present danger I recall
That pins my senses to the wall

Back from the edge
Where the darkness has fled
And I'm swimming in light
And I'm falling, falling from the edge
Back from the edge

I fell from grace and that's a fact
I still have urges I fight back
Cold decisions wear me thin
Kill yourself, begin again

Back from the edge
Where you're not worth a damn
Throw yourself into light
And the rush as you spin
From the edge
Back from the edge
Back from the edge
Back from the edge

Now and then
I wonder where the faces
From my childhood have gone
Like father, like son
In your bones
It lives on glowing shadows
Back from the edge
Back from the edge
Back from the edge
Back from the edge
Back from the edge
Back from the edge
Back from the edge
Back from the edge