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Bruce Dickinson - Back from the edge

 

 



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 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)

 

 

 

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