Emerson, Lake & Palmer

Emerson, Lake & Palmer - Knife Edge lyrics

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by Emerson, Lake and Palmer

Just a step, cried the sad man,
Take a look down at the madman.
Bearded kings on silver wings
Fly beyond reason.
From the flight of the seagull,
Come the spread claws of the eagle
Only fear breaks the silence,
As we all kneel, pray for guidance.

Tread the room, cross the abyss,
Take a look down at the madness.
On the streets of the city,
Only spectres still have pity.
Patient queues for the gallows,
Sing the praises of the hallows.
Our machines feed the furnace,
If they take us, they will burn us.

Will you still know who you are
When you come to who you are?

When the flames have their season
Will you hold to your reason?
Will you die with your chance?
Can you still keep your balance?
Can you wake from the nightmare?

Transcribed by Rich Kulawiec, rsk@ecn.purdue.edu
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Copyrights:

Author: Richard Fraser, Greg Lake, Keith Emerson, Leoš Janá?ek, Dik Fraser, Emerson, Lake & Palmer

Composer: Leoš Janá?ek

Publisher: Shout! Factory LLC

Details:

Released in: 1979

Language: English

Appearing on: The Ultimate Collection (2004)

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