Walking on the Edge

White boys, and chasin' coins, there’s a black club that I can’t join
It’s a man’s world, through a man’s voyage, and woman gives birth to the man
There’s no male growth in this fellin' of beast
Wars in the west, wars in the east
Man of God in the grip of a beast, for all go back to the promised land
Keep on, keep on, whispering in the night
There’s no problem if it’s not in sight
In the face of annihilation we still plan futures for the children
Keep on whispering in the night
People talk but it’s just cocktail chatter
What we say, anyway, doesn’t really matter
Chorus:
Everybody, time is tight, we’re walking on the edge of the long black night
From the left and from the right
They’re walking on the edge of the long black night
And waiting on the big bang
Wake up, wake up, yes this is your life too
The light of spirit also burns in you
In the face of extermination we still plan futures for the children
Get up, yes this is your life too
We talk and talk and shake our heads in wonder
Nothing that we can do can stop us from going under
Chorus
(Solo)
I sit here and contemplate my future
And all the songs that we all sing don’t really do a thing
Chorus
Waiting on the bang
Everybody, time is tight, we’re walkin' on the edge of the…
Chorus repeats 3x
And waiting, waiting on the bang