When I was sent to walk this long cold way
I'd never meant to take it all this far
Nobody told me I was bound to stray

You gave me visions and cut out this part

When the journey is over

Then what will remain
But a churchyard of angels


Don't need no glory
The bottle and I
Don't need no sympathy at all

As I hang on the edge

Don't need no glory

Till the river's run dry
I won't cry for sympathy as I
Hang on the edge


When your were shackles chances passed me by
I've broken free

Now I'm free falling
Laid down my arms as you laid down the lie:
Those words you didn't say when I was calling


Fingers bleed onto the ivory
They dance on the keys

To a churchyard of angels

Don't need no glory

The bottle and I
Don't need no sympathy at all
As I hang on the edge


Don't need no glory
Till the river's run dry

I won't cry for sympathy as I
Hang on the edge