A change of speed, a change of style. A change of scene, with no regrets, A chance to watch, admire the distance

Still occupied, though you forget

Different colors, different shades, Over each mistakes were made. I took the blame

Directionless so plain to see, A loaded gun won't set you free. So you say

'We'll give you everything and more, The strain's too much, can't take much more.' Oh, I've walked on water, run through fire, Can't seem to feel it anymore

We'll share a drink and step outside, An angry voice and one who cried

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