Fragments form the minds
Shadows hold the mist
Fractured as this wish

Shattered I resign
We're on the verge, we're on the verge
Of sacred dawning and sloe-sloe eyes

Say, I done told you (ah)
Say how I tried, too
Where you've wrought from creation's crown

Say, dire warning
Stare down your masters
With the promise of one and what you are
We're on the verge

Tangents vex the whorl
The void arrives, then leaves
Returning, returning a kiss
For lovers built the dream

Say, I done told you
Say how I tried, too
Where you've wrought from creation's crown

Say, dire warning
Stare down your masters
With the promise of one and what you are
We're on the verge

Did the times, wind
Did the crowd, kind
Aping youth, wise
Ever lost, ides
'Midst the chaff, as meek
And those weak, as sand
Turning glass upside down
For the hours should they pass

Say, I done told you
Say how I tried, too (ah)
Where you've wrought (where you've wrought, where you've wrought)
From creation's crown (ah ah)
We're on the verge

Say, dire warning
Stare down your masters
With the promise of one and what you are (what you are, what you are)
We're on the verge

We're on the verge
We're on the verge
We're on the verge

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Writer(s): William Patrick Corgan