These days Hurt more than they ever did With no hope Nothing left to inspire this And these chains They shackle to broken ground But this way Seems so closed off this time around My life Summarised into vacant words Is all I hear Against a background of sufferance And I'm torn Between the boy and the man in me And I've learned The middle ground is just apathy On this razor's edge And I won't lose sight Not one more time I know my dreams They'll rule my life On this razor's edge One chance To escape from the tunnel's eye As it chokes Making pinholes of distant lights And I'm scared Of the branch that I yearn to ascend But I know That I'll never grow to love the stem On this razor's edge And I won't lose sight Not one more time I know my dreams They'll rule my life On this razor's edge Life should not be a series of things that you do because they all aim directly at one ultimate goal. No, life should be a series of things that you do at that time in your life, at that moment, because you enjoy them. It's never too late to decide who you want to be. And I won't lose sight Not one more time I know my dreams They'll rule my life On this razor's edge I won't lose sight Not one more time I know my dreams They'll rule my life On this razor's edge