The direction of the wind has changed
The lost look in your eyes remains
Hanging Frozen Twisted Tight
Uncertain in the streets tonight
Nothing ventured nothing gained
Crying puddles with the rain
Moving away and not returning
Forgetting all you should be learning
Sign your life upon the line
Drown the guilt in a glass of wine
You aren’t your job you aren’t your shoes
The innocence you had to lose
They don’t need to know your name
You’re just somewhere to lay the blame
The cruelest card you ever dealt
The blade on which you cut yourself
All your schemes and all your plans
The way she used to hold your hand
Bang your drum and stop your talking
Walk away and keep on walking
Can’t help the way we’re all the same
Can’t rub us out and start again.
