Oxygen
1 Marked
2 Trying to run you down
3 The truth
4 Stroke
5 Oxygen
6 Turn the light
7 Unfolding
8 Wrong me
9 Off balance
MARKED
How can a man
so be led by his hand
that is drawn towards money?
How can it be solidarity
like it used to be
is now uncanny?
I avoid the once familiar eyes
of a newborn stranger
Wash your hands, deny
anything’s wrong,
How stupid do you think I am?
No, no, no…
Not everybody may see
but the rot has set in
And in the hidden picture
the image shows the sin
Now I suffer and
bear the scars
but inside it’s calm and bright
and the mark is
on your forehead
man this can’t be right
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OFF BALANCE
Impossible what you are asking
Drew me out of my comfort zone
On the other side of the ocean
Life goes on and on
And the faint
“I don’t know" 's in my head
Give me time to believe
you are dead
And I wonder
did I come of age?
Do I turn the page?
Do I, do I, do I?
How I doubt myself,
put one foot in front of the other
I’d like to catch you off balance
But I needn’t bother