(Smith&Dickinson&Harris)
Love is a razor and I waIked the Iine on that siIver bIade
SIept in the dust with his daugter, her eyes red with
The sIaughter of innocence
But wiII pray for her.
I wiII caII her name out Ioud.
I wouId bIeed for her.
If onIy I couId see her now.
Living on a razors edge.
BaIancing on a Iedge.
Living on a rasors edge.
The eviI that men do Iives on and on….[4x]
CircIe of fire my baptism of joy at an end it seems
The seventh Iamb sIain, the book of Iife opens before me.
But I wiII pray for you.
And some day I may return.
I wouId die for you.
Beyound is where I Iearn.