Stickman

<br>The Stickman breaks the ice<br>Brings all cold feelings forward<br>A shifting sacrifice<br>A little more to carry homeward<br><br>The little crimes slip by<br>Liquid loyalties re-incise<br>And reaching for the feed<br>They unearth a hidden greed<br><br>[chorus]<br>WHO DECIDES RIGHT AND WRONG? <br>WHO DECIDES WHAT SHOULD BE SAID? <br>I THINK I`LL NEVER SEE THE PATH AGAIN<br><br>A fearless choice of words<br>Sitting safe a world away<br>Traffic is a blur<br>And every coward has his say<br><br>Chameleons test the air<br>Oceans swell and overflow<br>But the Stickman`s everywhere<br>Eras come and eras go<br><br>[chorus]<br><br>Those who remain true<br>Will cut a path of their own<br>Constant in the slew<br>Weather judgments and missiles thrown<br><br>Constant in the slew<br>Weather judgments and missiles thrown<br>Constant in the slew:<br>To forge ahead and set the tone<br><br>[chorus]