On The Verge

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On The Verge

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[Verse 1] On the verge of stealing The precious thing you're concealing Give the cup of grief to me Hey, I'll drink it to the dregs And if your senses are reeling, you know that Everything that rises must converge Simply, in a word, you will Lay your burden down and walk away [Verse 2] You're slipping through the cracks, and, by the way We all start out as castaways Thrown-down coins on dusty floors Distraction, the order of the day So you mine a deeper vein To try and even out the score What lies behind these suffering songs? And yearning--well, for something more [Chorus] We're on the verge Oh, we're on the verge Oh, oh, we're on the verge [Verse 3] Fresh tar off the railroad ties Bind us to that lonely route Keep the home fires burning If the ember's ever going out I'm on the verge of stealing That river forded in great haste Give the cup of grief to me But thirst is all that we can taste [Chorus] On the verge Oh, on the verge, oh We're on the verge Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh We're on the verge On the verge

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Writers
  • Bill Mallonee