Sixes And Sevens
Clifford Sarcona
We've been run in circles
Like rats in a maze
Afraid of our own shadows
Much too blind to change
Every step we take goes backwards
Don't know what we're headed for
I've been hung out to dry
Strung out on denial
Everlasting wilderness
A night without ending
Buildings scrape the quiet sky
As I pretend to understand
The way you're all just staring
Hung up in heaven
Here on vacation
Trying to find some piece of mind, but...
I've been hung out to dry
Strung out on denial
And it's all just, it's all just a waste of time
Ooooh
Ooooh
Every step we take goes backwards
We don't know what we're heading towards
So wake me up when it's all over
