At the Edge of the World

from by The Gatling Gun Revival

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Only the finest lines distinguish hope from fear
As the sun and the moon they whisper sweet farewells
And the crest of a wave is my only friend
To ferry me back to shore again.
Again, again, I'll sail again.

Now the stars up above are waking from their sleep
And though they seem to be the facade behind which heaven lies
I surrender myself to the dance of time
Where darkness and light are endlessly entwined
Again, again, again we'll sail again

We can choose to believe the world isn't round at all
so we don't have to raise up our sails, anchored firmly below
A broken sailor in a storm with nothing to lose at all
Can we remain on course to find another land?

Oh, Won't you distill in me
a willingness to fight before I wither away into an endless night? 
Oh, the depths to which I would go
or the heights to which I'd fly to find a key with which to free myself. 

So I have tied myself to the mast of fate
I'm at the edge of the world and i'll never let myself come apart
Only the tempest suggests which way to go
As I rise and I fall with the ebb and the flow again, again, again

We can choose to believe the world isn't round at all
so we don't have to raise up our sails, anchored firmly below
A broken sailor in a storm with nothing to lose at all
Can we remain on course to find another day?

Only the finest lines distinguish hope from fear

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from The Gatling Gun Revival, released November 27, 2013

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