Cog. Stretch. Zeneszám

He stands alone
In a world made of steel
Chances were low
For the man behind the wheel

Cutting the drift line
Leaving love by the dock
Sailing for Jordon
Turned his back on the knot

Into it on the outside
Out of it on the in
Long and hard
In his time in bazaar

Chances were low
Like a blind man swimming against the tide
(Don't be afraid of what you are)
Into it on the outside
Out of it on the in

Tide, tide
Into it, out of it
Into it, watching
Waiting for him to fade away

You and me have stretched this far
Stretch again, stretch right now
Stretch right now

Into it on the out side
Out of it on the in
Into it on the out side
Out of it on the in