As I look back from dusk to dawn
People talk with no sense or reason
Hold their love for another season
I’m tired of my numb brave face
I often think that I lack grace
I hear voices in the back of my brain
I presume it’s normal to feel insane
The winding road goes up and down
But I can’t settle in a small man’s town
Nothing ever seems just right
Everyone is preparing to pick a fight
But it won’t be long before peace breaks out
I know I’m tired of having to shout
My mind is loose and it is ready
I no longer expect it to be steady
We work in every sterile condition
But we can choose our situation
Don’t waste a second by trying too hard
Against perfection you must be on your guard
Break out from the rat race is your calling
Isn’t about time that we all stopped falling
Let’s work to make our community strong
Being a slave to the system is just plain wrong
Cheers!
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