Lyric Perfectly Still

(Scott Johnson, Bill Leen)

It s our call
It sways, it stalls
I need a little extra time alone
Well maybe take the long way home
Just enough to get it wrong
Nothing like a bad decision
Says who you are
Fools rush in
For the grist in my
For the grist in my mill
Can t you see
When you re perfectly
When you re perfectly still
One big rout
We re all sold out
If nothing s off limits, we ll pay
Price tags on every other day
We re bankrupt here for now
But they can t take my anger
It can t be touched
Fools rush in
For the grist in my
For the grist in my mill
Can t you see
When you re perfectly
When you re perfectly still...
Outdated maps
Missed pull-out ramps
I won t contribute to our own demise
Pass up the consolation prize
It starts from here from now
Nothing like a bad decision
Says who you are
Fools rush in...