Edge Of The Known World Lyrics
| Song | Edge Of The Known World |
| Artist | Big Big Train |
| Album | Goodbye to the Age of Steam |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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. |
| 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. |
| 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. |
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