Bruce Dickinson - Back From The Edge скачать mp3

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 edge Where you're not worth a damn Throw yourself into light And the rush as you spin from the edge... Back from the edge Back 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) Back from the edge(back from the edge) Back from the edge(back from the edge) Back from the edge(back from the edge)