Big Big Train Edge Of The Known World
Tell me you're with me
If you don't then you must be against me
What do you want from this whole world
Maybe look for a new place?
It didn't seem to matter
All the time that you wasted
Calling up home from the edge of the known world
And nobody matters
Why do you care so much tell me brother?
In just a few years be all screwed up
You'll be just like the others
It didn't really happen after all
You were promised
Call me up, bring me back home
Science beckons us
Over the edge of the known world
As the sea forged in spirits of the Viking world
What is seen not always is perceived
Underneath is everything you dream of
Driving me under, pissed on a park bench
Or down in the gutter
Ugly with anger, used to be fodder
In front of the big guns
And nothing ever changes after all
We are burning, crawling up walls
Standing on a cliff top on the west coast of Ireland
Looking out at the ocean under a dying sun
What is seen not always is perceived
Underneath is everything you dream of
