Look to the left; look to the right
Our two natures clash and begin this fight...

It has a grip on me
A mutual trust that it’ll all be alright...

Back to the drawing board
Another day gone down the drain...

I feel a hand on my shoulder
Dare I look...

Ideas are chasing me
I’m running away...

The ice is burning me
From tears I cried in the cold times...

Who is this friend I have made?
The one who smiles back at me...

Look in the mirror
Look what you’ve done...

They lie so still you can miss them
Your wagons rattle when they should be silent...

I’m clapping my hands
My hero is here and here he stands...

Life in the fast lane
I’m too slow...

I don’t know you
I don’t want you...