AT THE EDGE

 

When I look at the edge
Oh, it scares me
Though I know I'll go
Always go back

Edge of the whisteling steel
Song in the teeth of the wind
And that voice of the soul
And the things you feel

If there was somewhere to go
And my boat wasn't holed on the reef
In my lack of belief in the truth I am seeing

(Allan Holdsworth)

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