All the homes on the globe
Are like television in your eyes
A cross guarding your heart
The living years a sacrifice

A shiver at the door in the night
Clouds cross a black moonlight
Rushing on down to the
Sound of a turning world

There's a south by sou'westerly
Force eight coming in strong
Across the continental shelf
From the cold grey Malin beyond

Oh the need to keep control
The need to stand alone
At the edge of the world
At the edge of the world
At the edge of the world

The adrenaline infrastructure
Bringing on its troubles some more
All the laws of the jungle
Stranded on your latest shore
But the waves hold the healer force
The years disappear like a ghost
Somewhere out of sight
Of the night and the light of day

Now civilisation groans
And the newsreel cries
Like a drowning man
His life in front of his eyes

Oh the need to keep control
The need to bare the soul
At the edge of the world
At the edge of the world
At the edge of the world

And the man from St. Kilda
Went over the cliff on a winter's day

At the edge of the world
At the edge of the world
At the edge of the world