This modern age, fast moving, loud, and raw.
This modern age, is dipping like a see-saw.
It's challenge, a balance for people, play safe or risk be happy.
Taking comfort living life in the middle, luke warm, presealed and easy, so easy.
Undecided on a side to align with, waiting for a sign to guide you.
It seems the middle of the road is so crowded, slowing down the people in motion.
Step behind it.
This road gets us nowhere, a broken engine, a still machine. If we wake up and make up our minds, if we reach a little more then we may find.
To go with the flow means we follow behind, middle of the road is sitting on the sidelines.
This road gets us nowhere, a broken engine, a still machine. Bored of life, bored of life, bored of life. This road gets us nowhere, a broken engine, a still machine.
Writer(s): Christopher Henderson
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