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edge of reality/prodigal son 

Edge of reality

Talking back to the T.V

But ain’t nobody here but me

It drowns out the ticking of the clock

Guess I’m stuck on the starting block

Trying to forget a distant dream

But it’s like I’m swimming upstream

Hiding from every knock at the door

Don’t know if I can take much more

Trying not to think at all

Somehow all I do is recall

Blinds closed ,phone unplugged

My head feels like it’s been drugged

Chorus

At the edge of reality

That’s where she’s taken me

On the verge of madness

At the heart of sadness

No longer washing and shaving

No longer talking but ranting and raving

Think my head is going to explode

You will see my soul way down the road

Or climbing a wall

At hells entrance hall

Gotta be a way to forget what she done

I used to be someone’s favorite son

But I turned my back on what I knew

How was I to know she’d be so untrue

Now I can never trust again

Cos that would be just insane

Chorus

At the edge of reality

That’s where she’s taken me

On the verge of madness

At the heart of sadness

 

Copyright 2004 Nigel Lawry

Prodigal son

The life I’m leading ain’t really mine

Can’t stop the ebb and flow

It ain’t great it ain’t divine

Like a catfish in a salty lake of sin

I never learned to let go

Guess I was born with thick skin

 

Cursing and hissing at every full moon

Kicking the dirt in your face

Till you learn to share the silver spoon

Don’t bother pointing your finger

Been told many times I’m a disgrace

Ain’t never been the one to linger

Chorus

I can’t stand your self pity

Plenty more fish in the……

Yea, you got it baby

I’m a vampire that

Walks in the midday sun

I am a prodigal son

A preacher that carries a gun

I am a prodigal son

You live by such rigid rules

Won’t flex or bend them

So tell me who is the fool

Ain’t nothing bigger than your ego

don’t you just love to condemn

I think it’s you that has to let go

Chorus

I can’t stand your self pity

Plenty more fish in the…

Yea you got it baby

I’m a vampire that

Walks in the midday sun

I am a prodigal son

A preacher that carries a gun

I am a prodigal son

                           Copyright 2004 Nigel Lawry

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