Am        F       C               G
Daylight comes to meet you on the road
       Am       F      C           G
like a prodigal son, a prodigal hope that
    Am      F   C             G
you gave up on, when you were young
    Am          F           C     G
but daylight is coming on

Am             F    C       G         Am         F   C  G
We live on the edge, on the edge of a darkness
Am             F    C       G         Am         F
We live on the edge, on the edge of a darkness
     C            G
but daylight is coming on

Am           F           C             G
Heaven bends low for the naked and the poor
   Am           F       C             G
to settle up a debt, to settle up a score
   Am       F            C         G
to set up a table on the edge of a war
      Am         F               C           G
cause we've been bleeding on the edge of the sword

Am   F   C   G
The boardwalk is painted red with the blood
Of a thousand prospective heroes but one
Still cries out beyond all the grave and the flood
Where the blackest abysses cannot overcome