[Silence]
[Instrumental, Guitar, Piano, Organ, Synth, Bass, Percussion, Drums]
[Intro]
[Instrumental Intro: Clean Guitar Arpeggios, Deep Bass Pulse, Organ Pad, Soft Synth Swells, Slow Drum Build]
[Minimal Beat, Spoken Vocal]
Closer now…
(Than before)
Less room left…
(To ignore)
[Refrain]
I don’t know quite what to say
(We’re in the age… we’re in the day)
When our margin of error
(Grows narrower)
Razor thin
(Oh, whoa woe… where to begin?)
[Verse 1]
One decision tips the scale
Warning signs now tell the tale
Time once gave us room to wait
Now it arrives before too late
Systems pushed beyond their norm
Quiet skies can birth a storm
Tiny shifts become profound
When balance can’t be found
[Pre-Chorus]
Less forgiveness
(More demand)
Less protection
(Than we planned)
[Chorus]
Razor thin
(Hanging on)
Yesterday
(Is nearly gone)
Seconds matter
(Count them all)
Small decisions
(Change it all)
Razor thin
(Edge to edge)
Standing closer
(To the ledge)
[Refrain]
I don’t know quite what to say
(We’re in the age… we’re in the day)
When our margin of error
(Grows narrower)
Razor thin
(Oh, whoa woe… where to begin?)
[Instrumental]
[Guitar Solo]
[Driving Bass, Organ Swells, Cymbal Washes, Synth Atmosphere]
[Verse 2]
The buffer shrinks, the risks expand
More uncertainty at hand
Small mistakes can multiply
Before we understand why
[Pre-Chorus]
Tiny changes
(Big results)
Small decisions
(Large revolts)
[Bridge]
Push too far
(It may bend)
Push again
(It may end)
The distance now
(Between survive)
And disaster
(Is razor wide… no…)
Razor thin.
[Refrain]
I don’t know quite what to say
(We’re in the age… we’re in the day)
When our margin of error
(Grows narrower)
Razor thin
(Oh, whoa woe… where to begin?)
[Final Chorus]
I don’t know quite what to say
(We’re in the age… we’re in the day)
When our margin of error
(Grows narrower)
Razor thin
(Oh, whoa woe… where to begin?)
One small action
(Starts the chain)
One more moment
(Changes everything)
Razor thin…
[Outro]
[Instrumental Outro: Echo Guitar, Organ Sustain, Soft Piano, Synth Fade]
Razor thin…
(Hold on…)
Razor thin…
(Before the wind…)
Blows us away
(… into yesterday)
From the album “Extreme Energy“