When I was sent to walk this long cold way I'd never meant to take it all this far Nobody told me I was bound to stray You gave me visions and cut out this part
When the journey is over Then what will remain But a churchyard of angels
Don't need no glory The bottle and I Don't need no sympathy at all As I hang on the edge
Don't need no glory Till the river's run dry I won't cry for sympathy as I Hang on the edge
When your were shackles chances passed me by I've broken free Now I'm free falling Laid down my arms as you laid down the lie Those words you didn't say when I was calling
Fingers bleed onto the ivory They dance on the keys To a churchyard of angels
Don't need no glory The bottle and I Don't need no sympathy at all As I hang on the edge
Don't need no glory Till the river's run dry I won't cry for sympathy as I Hang on the edge
