1. As I stepped to the edge

Beyond the shadow of a doubt

With my conscience beating

Like the pulse of a drum

That hammers on and on

Until I reach the break of the day

When the sun beats down

On the halfway house

Has my conscience beating

The sound in my ear

The will to persevere

As I reach the break of the day

R: When you lost all hope and excuses

and the cheapskates and the losers

Nothing's left to cling on to

Got to hold on

hold on to yourself

2. A cry of hope

A plea for peace

And my conscience beating

It's not what I want for

It's all that I need

To reach the break of the Day

So I run to the edge

Beyond the shadows of a doubt

With my conscience bleeding

Here lies the truth

The lost treasures of my youth

As I hold on to the break of the day

R: When you lost...

When you lost all hope and excuses

And the cheapstakes and the losers

Nothing's left to cling onto

You gotta hold on

You gotta hold on

Hold on

Hold on to yourself