There's a shifting of the shadows down along the woods

There's an echo of a gun down in the hollow

The neighbor's dog is barking like a wild thing that's been caught

Howling like there ain't no tomorrow

I've walked out on this ridge

And walked the razor's edge

And something still is calling me back again

Handed off like a secret, passed down like an heirloom

You've taken on their sorrows for pity or for love

Not because you want to, not because you have to

Just because it's time for the grieving to be done

You've walked out on this ridge

And walked the razor's edge

And something still is calling you back again

We are walking in the darkness

We are walking hand in hand

We are walking out in the darkness again

So close the door, slam the door put it softly in it's frame

You can walk on through, walk on out

No two doors are ever quite the same

And I'm pretty strong, but I've never been that tough

But when It comes to walking

That's still good enough

I've walked out on this ridge

You've walked the razor's edge

And something still is pulling us back again