she's walking on the edge of a knife

& she knows it's the death of her

Sarah you live & you learn you're invisible



& she's walking on the edge of a crowd

late at night you can never tell

town from town

sounds of England swallow you down

makes you want to laugh



could a heaven on earth be ours

here & now?



& she says "what's in my palm?

read between the lines

give me something to savour

can you do that?

cos I'll believe anything"

& I say

when you're hoping for some more from your life

shouldn't wonder you've had enough

& in my town

sounds of England swallow you down



& a heaven on earth is all ours

but not now

I tell you when a heaven on earth is all ours

come on down