everyday is a crossroad I dont know where to go with the bricks all around Ill be safe but I wont be free who said the truth is always just one? and what you call noise can be tune and when the night calls dark is bright and when the night calls wrong is right life is made to follow what escapes with no gloves I feel cold but at least I can say I do feel but I wont be free who said the truth is always only one? and what you call noise can be tune what Ive been waiting for?