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A serpent, a rabbit a walk in the forest
A tentative looking son
A feeling, a moment, a bursting of bubbles
A panic to overcome
A sunlight, an angel, an Attica table
An A.C that does not work
A roadtrip, a car wreck
A paperback novel, a lover who ain't been hurt

[Chorus:]
When you let me go
And I'm on my way
And the world below
Is cold and grey
On the verge of
On the verge of something wonderful
A resurgence on the edge of something wonderful

For it, against it said he never meant it
But Harry still dropped the bomb
A trip to the dentist, the Hollywood blacklist
A moment that time forgot

When you let me go
And I'm on my way
And the world below
Is cold and grey
On the verge of
On the verge of something wonderful
A resurgence on the edge of something wonderful

You can dance in the devil shoes
You like walking in heels
There's a decent living to be made
In the selling out of ideals
You can lose your way in the big city
Get distracted and lost and being pretty

I want ya, I need ya, I don't wanna please ya
Or belong to anyone
But life is for leading for not people pleasing
A race that has never been won

When you let me go
When I'm on my way
And the world below
Is cold and grey
On the verge of
On the verge of something wonderful
On the edge of
On the verge of something wonderful
A serpent, a rabbit a walk in the forest    A tentative looking son    A feeling, a moment, a bursting of bubbles    A panic to overcome    A sunlight, an angel, an Attica table    An A.C that does not work    A roadtrip, a car wreck    A paperback novel, a lover who ain't been hurt       [Chorus:]    When you let me go    And I'm on my way    And the world below   Is cold and grey    On the verge of    On the verge of something wonderful    A resurgence on the edge of something wonderful       For it, against it said he never meant it    But Harry still dropped the bomb    A trip to the dentist, the Hollywood blacklist    A moment that time forgot       When you let me go    And I'm on my way    And the world below    Is cold and grey    On the verge of    On the verge of something wonderful    A resurgence on the edge of something wonderful       You can dance in the devil shoes    You like walking in heels    There's a decent living to be made    In the selling out of ideals    You can lose your way in the big city    Get distracted and lost and being pretty      I want ya, I need ya, I don't wanna please ya    Or belong to anyone    But life is for leading for not people pleasing    A race that has never been won       When you let me go    When I'm on my way    And the world below   Is cold and grey    On the verge of    On the verge of something wonderful    On the edge of    On the verge of something wonderful