Down To The Wire

Say you’re wrong
What does that mean for you then
How could you know
When your time’s spent
In a fleeting haze of forgettable hours
Just another face in a crowd
A flickering light
Awaiting something to come along
And ignite the spark
Of all that you could have been
Down to the wire again
Biding the time you have left
To become what you won’t
Say you’re right
Then why even get out of bed
You’re already dead
To the world that you have traded
For your comfortable shelter
It’s almost like it was somebody else
The passed life you relive each night
As you lie awake in the dark
And dream of who you were then
Down to the wire again
Biding the time you have left
To become what you won’t
Down to the wire again
On and on
Tomorrow is always the same
And yesterday’s just a reminder
Of how today’s sure to end up
And so you make as much of your lot
As you can (all that you can)
Putting off (until the end)
What is only a question of when
Down to the wire again
Down to the wire again
Down to the wire again