© Hazel O'Connor I go down the left side instead of the right I'm suffocating and I'm having to fight To keep myself moving out the crowd Who throw side long, but never turn round Armies of people moved quietly on So long resigned to become an d be gone, be gone Waiting, waiting for something to come Waiting, waiting with nowhere to run Waiting, waiting is this the sum total of my life? I'm blown by the day winds of fluorescent light No chance to think now my time is in sight No hiding quickly behind printed papers No way of escaping, Not looking much safer? Armies of people moved quietly on So long resigned to become and be gone be gone Waiting, waiting for something to come Waiting, waiting with nowhere to run Waiting, waiting is this the sum total of my life? Gotta keep moving outside of the crowd If I'm not careful they'll dragging me down