The city crouches, steaming
In the early morning half light
The sun is still a rumor

And the night is still a threat
Slipping through the dark streets
And the echoes and the shadows

Something stirs behind me
And my palms begin to sweat


Sometimes I freeze...until the light comes
Sometimes I fly...into the night
Sometimes I fight...against the darkness

Sometimes I'm wrong...sometimes I'm right

Coiled for the spring

Or caught like a creature in the headlights
Into a desperate panic
Or a tempest of blind fury

Like a cornered beast
Or a conquering hero


The menace threatens, closing
And I'm frozen in the shadows
I'm not prepared to run away

And I'm not prepared to fight

I can't stand to reason

Or surrender to a reflex
I will trust my instincts
Or surrender to my fright


Sometimes we freeze...until the light comes
Sometimes we're wrong...and sometimes we're right

Sometimes we fight...against the darkness
Sometimes we fly...into the night


Blood running cold
Mind going down into a dark night
Of a desperate panic

Or a tempest of blind fury
Like a cornered beast
Or a conquering hero


Sometimes I freeze
Sometimes I fight

Sometimes I fly
Into the night