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BRUCE DICKINSON LYRICS
"Back From The Edge" (1996 Single)
1. Back From The Edge
2. Rescue Day
3. God's Not Coming Back
4. Armchair Hero
1. Back From The Edge
A silent river flowing black
Strange attractors, no turning back
Present danger I recall
That pins my senses to the wall
Back from the edge where the darkness has fled
And I'm swimming in light and I'm falling...falling from the edge...
Back from the edge
I fell from grace and that's a fact
I still have urges I fight back
Cold decisions wear me thin
Kill yourself...begin again
Back from the fear that you're not worth a damn
Throw yourself into light and the rush as you spin from the edge
Back from the edge
Now and then I wonder where the faces from my childhood have gone?
Like father like son in your bones it lives on glowing shadows
Back from the edge
Back from the edge
2. Rescue Day
You don’t know your jailer, like you, he’s never been free
He looks just like you, doesn’t he?
He’s got no sense of his own reward
Who needs freedom anyway when you’ve got your golden cage?
What I call isolation you might call a passion play (yeah)
CHORUS:
How long have you been here?
You really can’t say
How long will you stay, who cares anyway?
It’s a rescue day (x3)
Hey, hey, hey, hey
What’s the use in fighting battles that you can’t lose
You’re here by an invitation another’s mad refuse
Escape is a temptation but it’s much too tough to choose
That’s why I’m standing out here
that’s why I’m waiting out here
REPEAT CHORUS
It’s a rescue day, another rescue day
It’s a rescue day, Hey, hey, hey, hey
SOLO
You build walls to keep me out or maybe to keep you in
Which ever jail you choose right now
your house is not your friend (yeah)
REPEAT CHORUS
It’s a rescue day, another rescue day
It’s a rescue day, Hey, hey, hey, hey
Rescue day (x2)
3. God's Not Coming Back
Yeah, standing by the three kings and I thought I saw a star
[mumble]
I could smell the holy spirit, it was coming from the bar
[mumble]
CHORUS:
It’s magic they said, back from the dead
It’s not Christmas yet, God’s not coming back
[mumble]
God’s not coming back [mumble]
You turn my water into wine, you fix my table, it’s just fine
Two ton rocks he rolled away, Lepers cured every Sunday
["OK, goodnight, thank you very much,
be back next Sunday, alright?"]
REPEAT CHORUS
SOLO
Hanging with Magdalene
He never dug the little queen
["She’s a little stunner, you know what I mean?"]
You look like Ian Gillan but I bet you couldn’t scream
Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!
REPEAT CHORUS
God’s not coming back (x3)
Oh well...
4. Armchair Hero
You want a toy, you wanna go from your armchair things you know
Secret plans, conspiracy, little people all around
You curse love, you curse hate
your curse you life, you curse your fate
Whatever you can be
If only you could learn (x2)
Narrow-vision, that’s the way, you find it helps you through the day
Too many reasons to believe, no time to understand
The clock is ticking like bomb, subversive ? ? going on
Your only certainty
If only you could learn (x2)
If only, If only, If only, If only, if only you could learn
CHORUS:
Victim gravel on your knees
Victim of your own disease
Make my day, why don’t ya?
From your armchair, you’re a hero
SOLO
If only you could learn (x2)
If only, If only, If only, If only, if only you could learn
REPEAT CHORUS
Screaming beauty, suicide
So cynical, you never tried
To understand the reasons
From your armchair you’re a hero
If only you could learn (x2)
If only, If only, If only, If only, if only you could learn
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