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