Close your eyes as you walk through the fields Hear the cries of madcap dreamers Now the champion is revealed From the tower to the tavern Men are praying by their feasts Beggars sing their songs for sixpence As the Devils wipe their feet The fanfares grace you; the procession of the damned Will the demons bless you as they take you by the hand? The jester in the corner bears witness to the fall He’s sleeping now forever – come gather round one and all I’m a drifter on the edge of time But my time is running low Too many things are on my mind That I don’t wanna know Trace your steps as the madman lies in pain Played the fool in hopeless battles Played the pawn in jester’s games I curse the wind; did I live there long ago? Is it right that I should die here? Be a thorn without a rose? Trade me, save me from the gardens of the blind Betray me, pray thee – have you been here long as I? Enslave the saviour; will you let the shadow grow? Whispered the Drifter; I’m sorry but I have to go I’m a drifter on the edge of time But my time is running low Too many things are on my mind That I don’t wanna know I’m a drifter on the edge of time But my time is running low Too many things are on my mind That I don’t wanna know I'm a drifter on the edge; Drifter on the edge, drifter on the edge of time Drifter on the edge; Drifter on the edge, drifter on the edge of time Drifter on the edge, drifter on the edge Drifter on the edge, drifter on the edge