• When the lines are blurred
    When right becomes absurd
    You'll find me at the edge
    At the fork of the road

    You pit me to one side
    I'd rather be in light
    But find that path doesn't lead me home

    So I wander in limbo
    Through wrong and right
    Until I find a haven
    Where I'm safe for a night

    But I am still hunted
    The darkness finds me there
    I could shout for help
    But who would care?