I'm so tired but i can't sleep My mind is full but i can't speak Among the dust of the hard-to-reach, i'm stuck Right here, somewhere between side a and side b I could call it compromise Or just an intermission Some kind of consolation prize For the race i never finished I want to turn these tired gears I want to feel the follow-through Some kind of equilibrium... Something to set my watch to I'm here, somewhere between Victory and a white flag Caught in this purgatory dream, i'm stuck But i want to set the record straight I want to retrace my every step If i could just rewind all the tapes Then maybe i'd find my loose thread Call it a compromise Or just an intermission Some kind of consolation prize So close, but never finished I want to turn these tired gears I want to feel the follow-through Some kind of equilibrium... Something to set my watch to