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
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)
🎵 LRC歌词版本
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
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)
📝 纯歌词版本
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
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)
🎵 LRC歌词版本
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
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)
She fixed me in the corner with that beautiful brown eye
She said, ＇I＇d like to meet you＇
I was so surprised
Well, ＇What can I do for you?＇
＇What can ...
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 ...
I am the teacher, come to reach ya
Take the old ways back to you
You were lost, but I found you
And it's your choice what to do
I've learned a few thi...
Say goodbye to earth's children on a sleigh ride to the moon
Blue and white in the distance, not sorry I'm leaving you
Now and then the earthrise fill...
Born in a mining town in '58.
When black and white
TV was up to date.
And men where still around.
Who fought for freedom.
Stood their ground and died....
The first hellrider came
On wings of plenty in the dark
Poured out his poison
And he blew away his mark
The fascist from the east is coming
Mothers, h...
From wings of freedom, silent above
Eyelids were burning, summer sun roasting
Tumbling chrome in the clear blue sky
Brighter than sunshine, for all of...
Holy was the preacher
Riding on his rig of steel in the rising sun
This was no grim reaper, but a man with a
Smile who took a pride in a job well don...
Here, in a church, a small boy is kneeling
He prays to a god he does not know, he cannot feel
All of his sins of childhood he will remember
He will no...