The Razor`s Edge

<br>There`s a shifting of the shadows down along the woods<br>There`s an echo of a gun down in the hollow<br>The neighbor`s dog is barking like a wild thing that`s been caught<br>Howling like there ain`t no tomorrow<br>I`ve walked out on this ridge<br>And walked the razor`s edge<br>And something still is calling me back again<br>Handed off like a secret, passed down like an heirloom<br>You`ve taken on their sorrows for pity or for love<br>Not because you want to, not because you have to<br>Just because it`s time for the grieving to be done<br>You`ve walked out on this ridge<br>And walked the razor`s edge<br>And something still is calling you back again<br>We are walking in the darkness<br>We are walking hand in hand<br>We are walking out in the darkness again<br>So close the door, slam the door put it softly in it`s frame<br>You can walk on through, walk on out<br>No two doors are ever quite the same<br>And I`m pretty strong, but I`ve never been that tough<br>But when It comes to walking<br>That`s still good enough<br>I`ve walked out on this ridge<br>You`ve walked the razor`s edge<br>And something still is pulling us back again