The Cusp & The Wane – Ed Harcourt – letras

I’m thirsty for good old-fashioned brawlThere are many voices that are never heard at allMozart died a pauper, but he didn’t go in vainTake solice in his knowledge of the cusp & the waneHard living may steal the best of meI’ve burned the candle as bright as it can beWilliam blake was ridiculoled & seldom used his nameHe forced his part untroubled by the cusp & the waneLet’s hear it for the underdogs who skipped the hall of fameOne more cheer for the underdogs who never played the gameSweet madness, it never felt so trueLiving bored of lightning that sparks out of the blueYou have always loved me, even when I’ve been insaneThanks for riding with me on the cusp & the wane