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As I stepped to the edge Of the shadow of a doubt With my conscience beating Like the pulse of the drum That hammers on and on 'Til I reach the break of the day When the sun beats down On the Rafway house Has my conscience beatin' The sound in my ear The will to persevere As I reach the break of the day When you lost all hope an' excuses An' the cheap skates an' the losers Nothing's left to cling on to Gotta hold on Hold on to yourself A cry of hope A plea for peace An' my conscience beatin' It's not what I want for It's all that I need To reach the break of day So I run to the edge Of the shadow of a doubt With my conscience bleeding Here lies the truth The lost treasures of my youth As I hold to the break of day When you lost all hope an' excuses An' the cheap skates an' the losers Nothing's left to cling on to Gotta hold on Hold on to yourself When you lost all hope an' excuses An' the cheap skates an' the losers Nothing's left to cling on to Gotta hold on Gotta hold on Hold on Hold on to yourself