© Hazel O`Connor



I go down the left side instead of the right

I'm suffocating and I'm having to fight

To keep myself moving out the crowd

Who throw side long, but never turn round

Armies of people moved quietly on

So long resigned to become an d be gone, be gone



Waiting, waiting for something to come

Waiting, waiting with nowhere to run

Waiting, waiting is this the sum total of my life?



I'm blown by the day winds of fluorescent light

No chance to think now my time is in sight

No hiding quickly behind printed papers

No way of escaping, Not looking much safer?

Armies of people moved quietly on

So long resigned to become and be gone be gone



Waiting, waiting for something to come

Waiting, waiting with nowhere to run

Waiting, waiting is this the sum total of my life?



Gotta keep moving outside of the crowd

If I'm not careful they'll dragging me down