There's a song for no-one in my head
Heading for nowhere, words unsaid
Spinning around there, a tangled thread
Means nothing to nobody, the words unread
If I could only break through before I fade away
To get to you, wherever you are, and wherever you may stay
There's a road to nowhere that has no name
Carrying nobody, again and again
"There's something for everyone" - always the same
The message crumbled and died, it never came
If I could only break through, if I could only see
A way to get to you, wherever you are, and whatever you may be
Staring at the walls
(Am I in here for what I've done?)
How the mighty falls
(Or am I the unlucky one?)
Where's the judge and jury?
(Good or bad, or right or wrong?)
No facts amongst the fury
(Black or white, or weak or strong?)
To ever rise again?
There's a ladder rising, to ridicule
There are no masters there, there are no rules
But there's "something for everyone", a just reward
For no life by the meters, no death by the sword
Staring at the walls
(Am I in here for what I've done?)
How the mighty falls
(Or am I the unlucky one?)
Where's the judge and jury?
(To be bad or to be caught?)
No facts amongst the fury
(Forgiveness as a last resort?)
Will it ever rise again?
The day that I break through, the breaking of the waves
To wash away the clues, whatever they are, wherever they are
Whatever they are, whatever they are