So many ways to choose for walking
Which of this paths should I try
There is a man returning
Guess he has got a false trial
And when I ask him
Hey man, what's wrong
He smiles and answers:
I think this way's too long
Pushed and pulled at points of entry
Gateway of my chances
Back and forth - two steps, I weary
I'm frozen under the sun
Now that I've walked a thousand life-miles
Some of those miles I regret
Next bifurcation's coming
Which of two ways is the best
And when I'm asking
Oh, Lord what's right
There ain't an answer
To have the choice means fight
Pushed and pulled at points of entry
Gateway of my chances
Back and forth - two steps, I weary
I'm frozen under the sun[Music by: P. Wagner, M. Schmidt]
[Lyrics by: P. Wagner]
Oh, I give a fuck
To what you say ‘bout what I'm doing -
Believe it or not
Oh, you can't comprehend
What I have made but try to find out
What I've meant
Tribunal, tribunal
Oh, not me
Mighty fools make the rules
Don't try to get rid of me
Robbery, robbery
Is mentality
Machinery, machinery
Building lies, but read the truth
Between the lines
Don't you let them fool ya, see the signs of time
Between the lines
Nothing' like it seems, so read between the lines
Now the time is right
You steal the authorities' might to rule our minds
Between the lines
Don't you let them fool ya, see the signs of time
Between the lines
Nothing' like it seems, so read between the lines
Between the lines...