The Great Migration: Climb a Jagged Edge

Climb A Jagged Edge

It takes a jagged edge to scratch the surface
It takes a jagged edge to snag the truth
When everything feels jagged, you’ll wish the world were smooth
It takes a jagged edge to make you move

When Patchwork Bobby was just eleven
He stared at a heart-shaped Armageddon
And he nearly went blind, with his poems and his bombs
Now he blames his life all on his palms

(Chorus)
And it’s just a broken rung... on the ladder
But I’m saying… I’m not saying that don’t matter…
Just keep climbing
Oh, just keep climbing

Seems everybody hates The Catskin Kid
For nothing in particular that he did
He just always had an answer... but never knew quite how to live
Too much smooth sailing in his crib

The Kid never really knew his father
On his 21st year he ceased to bother
Now he looks up to Bobby, though his past is full of lies
There’s little that’s true under these smooth skies

(Repeat chorus)

Patchwork Bobby and The Catskin Kid
They sit on a fence and strum their ribs
Nothing seems too fill them, they just want to go back home
But there’s a jagged edge before the road
Yeah, there’s a jagged edge before the road…

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It takes a jagged edge to scratch the surface
It takes a jagged edge to bleed… to bleed the truth, yeah
When everything feels jagged, you’ll wish the world were smooth
It takes a jagged edge to make you move

(Repeat chorus)