The city crouches, steaming

In the early morning half light

The sun is still a rumor

And the night is still a threat

Slipping through the dark streets

And the echoes and the shadows

Something stirs behind me

And my palms begin to sweat



Sometimes I freeze...until the light comes

Sometimes I fly...into the night

Sometimes I fight...against the darkness

Sometimes I'm wrong...sometimes I'm right



Coiled for the spring

Or caught like a creature in the headlights

Into a desperate panic

Or a tempest of blind fury

Like a cornered beast

Or a conquering hero



The menace threatens, closing

And I'm frozen in the shadows

I'm not prepared to run away

And I'm not prepared to fight



I can't stand to reason

Or surrender to a reflex

I will trust my instincts

Or surrender to my fright



Sometimes we freeze...until the light comes

Sometimes we're wrong...and sometimes we're right

Sometimes we fight...against the darkness

Sometimes we fly...into the night



Blood running cold

Mind going down into a dark night

Of a desperate panic

Or a tempest of blind fury

Like a cornered beast

Or a conquering hero



Sometimes I freeze

Sometimes I fight

Sometimes I fly

Into the night