The line becomes invisible
between wrong and right.
The sidewalk leads him onward
into another endless night.
In the hand that used to hold his dreams,
a glint of steel remains.
Turned his back on innocence,
revenge runs through his veins.
How long
can you turn your back on all the sorrow?
How long
can you turn and walk away?
Why can't I see eye to eye with you?
I don't know.
Life slips through the hands of time.
Will you stand or fall?
At night he takes his chances
with a toss of the dice
as neon fades to darkness
in this urban paradise.
His fists clenched up in anger
with a cool-coy smile,
his aim at youthful innocence
is somehow reconciled.
How long
can you turn your back on all the sorrow?
How long
can you turn and walk away?
Why can't I see eye to eye with you?
I don't know.
Life slips through the hands of time.
Will you stand or fall?
Why can't I see eye to eye with you?
I don't know.
Life slips through the hands of time.
Will you stand or fall?
Why can't I see eye to eye with you?
I don't know.
Life slips through the hands of time.
Will you stand or fall?