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When love is everything I got left

I see the flags
As they all turned into rags
You're by my side
and together we will ride
To the edges 
of the world

after that day
Flashbacks to using my kneecaps as ash trays
Stab my hands with glass haunted by the past, trapped inside a maze
Craving types of love that

after *that* day
Flashbacks to using my kneecaps as ash trays
Stab my hands with glass haunted by the past, trapped inside a maze
Craving types of love

hope you're more than a dream
It's hard, it's hard to see
You're far, you're far from me 

CHORUS
I chase your vision through the dust
I chase your

through an open fire
Burnin’ but we love to feel the heat
We got each other so we’re gonna get by, yeah
We’ll be fine

We brush off the dust
We throw our

and the suffering
Take you down
Spin you around the edge
When hopelessness settles 

Just remember that
We are but a speck of dust

We're just a speck in

Bound by this jagged edge
Only caveat left to one
Previous
This total sum of
Thoughts unheard
This echo now returned
Grievances second to none
Yet

start here
I'll start here
If this is the end for us then Ill stay clear of forest dust
And I'll start here at the edge of the forest
If this is the end

convention
Like dust in the wind
The hunter considers his prayers

Intuition breaking down
As instinct starts to slow
His chest pounds, taken to the edge
Such

Lost in this darkness, drowned down by my fears
I try to fight my demons, but they're deep inside my soul
Every step I take, feels like I'm losing

the sunset as it blows
Dont you worry just have trust
Soon we will return to dust

Driving
Towards the edge
Flying
Off the ledge
Quickly now
Dont be last

Moon Above, Sun Below

Opeth

Pale Communion

2014

on the edge of failure
And relieved, should I fall
Scattered dust upon my eyes
A winding road taking you nowhere
A winding road taking me home
And my home

The Rock

Harry Chapin

Portrait Gallery

1975

braces on the ledge
The ground began to rumble the rock trembled on the edge
"The rock is gonna fall on us! Run or you'll all be crushed!"
And indeed

bitch
Windows tint in the whip two times two pour the four by the fifth
Smashing from the wit to the rip
Smashing from the wit to the rip
Let's get it

Yo, I go by the name of Dubious Thoughts
I feel like sometimes, I hide behind my shell
Like I was bound for hell but, I got a story to tell
Cuz my

The great Irish surgeon and the Manhattan whore
Got a highway to hell that run right by the door

That young Billy rode west on as a dangerous teen
cnd Oscar

Audubon

C.W. McCall

Around the World With a Rubber Duck

folks, except ta go downtown and watch haircuts

So I was raised on Dust Bowl tunes, you see
Had a six-tube radio an' no TV
It was so dog-goned hot I had

Cling to the Edge

Earth Crisis

Gomorrah's Season Ends

As they submerge into the cesspools depths. I cling
To the edge battered by the torrent of disease that rages past.
Of disease that rages past. Of disease

13 years and I've been feeling so stuck,
Lucky number 13, just my luck,
Empires crumble, rubble and dust,
The universe shrinks and the planet's

the flags are weaving.
The marines have landed on the shores of Santo Domingo.
The unsmiling sun is shining down upon the singing soldiers
In the cloud dust

It's a world full of heartbreak drive-by's
We've seen our fair share of hard nights
Looked right into the face of a goodbye
While we walked

of national security, making anti-muck 
out of spread-out style. the irrational reproduction   
of these impossible motherfuckers is spurred on by  
you and me

coverups
Fucked by the government
High jacking planes that crush you to dust
Clinton killings
Halliburton
For oil in hell you're burning
What have we done

here from Venus 
But she's already kissed me and put her claw on my penis 
I brushed back her tinsel hair, she "booped" with affection 
I can tell by her