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A silent river flowing black Strange attractors no turning back Present danger I recall That pins my senses to the wall
Back from the edge, where the darkness has fled And Iâ??m swimming in light and Iâ??m falling Falling from the edge, back from the edge
I fell from grace and thatâ??s a fact I still have urges, I fight back Cold decisions wear me thin Kill yourself, begin again
Back from the edge, where youâ??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
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