Robert Wine

Lyrics

I could never really get a grip
The current’s strong it guides the ship
And even though I never chose to ride
You’re telling me to let it slide

You’re asking me to choose between the left and the right
This absence of perspective never served anyone right
Sailing on this indecision
Over the edge we will fall

Certain in that one direction
Never falling off the ball

Precious indifference is our stance
No chief no God no one to pick up the lance
And if we overcome this by pure chance
We will write it on our pages

Write it on our pages
Letting it slide.