There's a delicate line between a friend And something else And I've never been quite sure How to tell Heard words that weren't there in your body language As a buddy I thought I had an advantage I knew you, you knew me And I briefly believed in the power of magic Seeing you smile was the ultimate pleasure Fishing for compliments, I was hunting for treasure Summoned to heaven, platonic love becoming untethered The way you'd comfort me when under the weather And how we'd cuddle together under your umbrella You must think I'm such a dumb fellow I'd have done better leaving it alone Even if I'd known we were going to grow; be with different folks I was going to plant a seed and let it grow free Then an oak tree develops slowly Now the leaves on my future family tree Are fruits imaginary And I'm so lonely Oh, me... There's a delicate line between a friend And something else And I've never been quite sure How to tell Tighten up your bowtie 'Cause guys in your position don't cry Do not be be frightened - really you won't die Your deeds and writings reveal you: both sides Lighting up on the roadside Driving over the strobe light It's the rise of defiant Dan; I'm a quiet man But still spent time inside in a riot van Blindsided without the benefit of hindsight My eyes were as wide as a frying pan You might summise I'm devising a higher plan Redesigning my life with an iron hand It's now or never I've got to pull myself together Can't waste days staying in the house forever Come out to the desert Now there's a westerly breeze Please, I need help with the zephyr You could knock me down with a feather But I'll still be grinning with the mouth of a Cheshire My last album was a hell of an effort Daniel wrote the manual on how to endeavour And if ever there was a doubt that I'm clever It's down to the fact that my talent's without measure I've found treasure now my business is pleasure I can infinitely tessellate my lyrics at leisure And any way you spin it, it just gets fresher An intricately illustrating MC... Escher The quiet viking is how I'm known, I I'm strident in style, although shy And I don't even know why So I'm either enlightened or I'm just so high I can see the lighting upon the roadside Driving over the strobe light The quiet viking The quiet viking