Sitting At The Edge
Album: Sitting At The Edge EP
By: Simon Hughes
By: Simon Hughes
Duration
3:23
Genres
Description
This is a gentle summertime acoustic song, with a uplifting retrospective lyrics and chirping bird samples over the intro. Oh yeah, and one great, hauntingly delicate vocal.
Lyrics
This is my hand up gainst the glass looking at the world like a photograph though I never see it turn, it's making my head spin coz I'm sitting at the edge of this black hole again it's like time is standing still, can't tick it off my list I wanna have control instead of waiting for the gift and if I reach my goal achieved this final kiss I'll give back what I stole, your heart's eternal bliss Now these are my eyes staring into space I can't see the fire for the smouldering flames and if I feel desire there's noone else to blame coz I'm sitting at the edge of this black hole again it's a natural force peeling at my skin it's the same that gives the love, that makes decay begin and if I looked above, lived my life free from sin it still wouldn't stop the clock to a game we'll never win Now this is my life up against the glass looking at the world, do I cry or do I laugh though I cannot see the love, I'm feeling it within coz there's something in my soul that tells me don't give in as I'm sitting at the edge of this black hole again.
