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Click on the ‘Play’ button above to the hear the song as you read the lyrics below.
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Post Card from the Edge with music by Paul Odiase and lyrics by Paul Robert Thomas in a collaboration called ‘Les Paul’s’ (The Paul’s) on Facebook HERE and Reverbnation HERE
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Post Card from the Edge is from the album The House of ill Repute available to download on i-Tunes HERE and Spotify HERE
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Postcard from the Edge Lyrics
Please don’t read these words I write
Just read the spaces in between
My hands are shaking
I can’t see too well
I know you’ll understand
I know you’ll understand

I tried my best to go on
But now I’ve given up hoping
My head is pounding
I can’t sit up straight
I leave you wondering

If you’ll get it on time
This postcard from the edge

This postcard from the edge
This postcard from the edge
This postcard from the edge
This postcard from the edge

Time don’t mean much in here
The days are measured by shadows
I hear keys jangling
But not in my door
It looks like I’ve disappeared

I gave all I had to give
I guess it wasn’t just enough
My breath is fading
I can’t hear my heart
I feel I’m descending

I hope you get it soon
This postcard from the edge
This postcard from the edge

I can’t say I never felt love
It’s what kept me keeping on
A flower needs light and water
It gives it colour and life
Without it it shrivels and dies
Like my soul and my heart

I hope you get it soon
This postcard from the edge
This postcard from the edge

This postcard from the edge
This postcard from the edge
This postcard from the edge
This postcard from the edge

I can’t say I never felt love
It’s what kept me keeping on
A flower needs light and water
It gives it colour and life
Without it it shrivels and dies
Like my soul and my heart

I hope you get it soon
This postcard from the edge
This postcard from the edge

I can’t say I never felt love
It’s what kept me keeping on
A flower needs light and water
It gives it colour and life
Without it it shrivels and dies
Like my soul and my heart

I hope you get it soon
This postcard from the edge
This postcard from the edge

Soon all you’ll have are these words
As well as pictures and memories
My eyes are closing
Now I don’t feel cold
I just feel abandoned

Please don’t read these words I write
Just read the spaces in between
My hands are shaking
I can’t see too well
I know you’ll understand

Just keep it on your shelf
This last postcard from the edge

Paul Robert Thomas

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