A                       Em
At the edge of the world nothing is said
G               D
Call a witness, conversation is dead

A                           Em      
We pray for the coming but we don't hear a word
  G                         D
We're waiting around the edge of the world

A                           Em
The loneliest place I know is my own street
  G                         D
And your very own words are the hardest to eat

A                                Em
From the shadows of plastic where you shout to be heard
  G                               D
You're just sitting around at the edge of the world

A                       Em      
The telephone is lying there on the floor
G                       D
Somehow the moss just creeps round the door

A                        Em
And everyone's crying from a painful blow
G                      D
That came down the cable centuries ago

A                        Em
Three men from the east correctly concurred
G                        D
And left us in shackles at the edge of the world

A                         Em
The edge of the world, yeah, the edge of the world
G                          D
They left us in pieces at the edge of the world

A                          Em
The edge of the world, oh, the edge of the world
G                            D
We're all waiting in pieces at the edge of the world (D PEAT 3X)