There's a right turn somewhere that can take you to the wrong place 

Someone you don't know can start stepping on your face 

There's a left turn somewhere that can take you from the smoke

But someone stole the street sign and the traffic light is broken 

There's an upturn in the money, still everyone's downsizing 

'Til we'd sell our shoes for a job, and similar compromising 

There's a wrong turn somewhere someone made a long time ago 

So we sit here in this grey place and watch it fill up with black snow 

There's a fool on your screen and he's smiling as he tells you

How your life will be much better if you buy the things he sells you 

There's a voice in your head, that says this is not so but

There's a sinking feeling as you watch your credit card bills grow 

There's a missing piece of information somewhere 

How can someone as smart as you are

Get caught up in such a simple snare 

There's a vein in your temple, there's a fear of letting go 

There's a window, there's your tv, there's a waiting bank of black snow



There's a can of spray paint; get it in your hand 

There's a rock there's a gun, there's a street, should you take a stand 

There's a little girl who's lost, there's an old man with no money 

There's a reason why you cannot see why any of this is funny 

There's a dozen books in your room, there's a world outside your door 

There's a billion hungry people; 

There's your roof, and there's your floor 

There's a place in your soul where the winter cannot go 

If you're lucky you can get there 

And get away from the black snow