Edison's Children - The Approaching Front

THE APPROACHING FRONT So the writing was on the wall And you must have seen it all, But you were wrapped in your own little world. The warnings had all commenced But it was of little consequence, You thought that you could ride it out. So you rode out to the gray As it lit up like midday, Never one to walk away you were resigned. You had fallen for the trap And there was now no turning back, You had crossed onto the approaching front line... Run if you need to, Hide if you want to, Say what you want to – To save your life. Do what you have to, Cry if you need to, Don't let it beat you – Save your life. Eric Blackwood – Lead Vocals (Verse), Lead Guitar 1, Bass Pete Trewavas – Lead Vocals (Chorus), Lead Guitar 2 Rick Armstrong – Heavy Rhythm Guitar Henry Rogers – Drums