Lydia Ainsworth Edge Of The Throne
I'll never make it back to shore
Out on this boat, I lost control
I'm steering straight but I'm seeing double
Out on the edge, edge of the throne
At the edge of the throne
Nothing could be sweeter
Held in ashes tight
Running down this fever
To collapse the night
Burning through the hemisphere
At the edge of the throne
Echo in the iris
At the edge of the throne
If I should meet that hemisphere
If I should shed another tear
A thousand suns and moons will shine
Out on the edge, the edge of time
Eyes roll side to side
Here at the edge, the night
Where'd we go from here
Rose Without a Thorn?
I know a place
I'll meet it on my own
Soft within, love, love
Nothing could be sweeter
Held in ashes tight
Running down this fever
To collapse the night
Burning through the hemisphere
At the edge of the throne
Echo in the iris
At the edge of the throne
Nothing could be sweeter
At the edge of the throne
Running down this fever
At the edge of the throne
