The Edge

On the south side of Bedford

Angels pass you by

What an emptiness of hope inside

And a hero's eyes

Hear the voices underneath the bridge

The echos of the wall

I'm holding to the edge

I won't lose control

I keep my promises in my hands

I'm holding on to the edge

When i take control

I keep my promises wherever I go

On the train to the east side

Strangers pass you by

There's a mother holding on to her child

On a human ride

Hear noise breaking through the wind

See the writings on the wall

I'm holding to the edge

I won't lose control

I keep my promises in my hands

I'm holding on to the edge

When i take control

I keep my promises wherever I go