Razor Sharp Edge

Men in my life have had a razor sharp edge

Got me feeling' like I'm on the edge of a mountain 

And there is an old billy goat up there with me

And I can see the sky as a vision of the future

So soapy, sudsy blue

And I can see that brick home with cut out hearts of the white wood porch

Yeah, me thinking of you Capricorn us

Another one gave me his razor to use a d since then I've had the blues

Talk about a razor sharp edge in and out of the bed

Things very much cleared up
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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