Slipstream (Edit) (Threshold GBR)

Are you drifting? Is there nowhere to go?
Life support is down, and your system’s low!
Are you cruising on your secondary sails,
Waiting for the bells…
“What do you really think so?”

Flat line, you’re a lucery mind,
Dreams are for the bold and you’re not that kind,
Disappointment has a house on their dome,
Best to stay at home…
“What do you really think so?”

It’s safe and warm inside,
And chances pass you by,
The question fills your mind…

Are you caught in a slipstream?
Are you lost in the fog?
Can you see through the windscreen,
Are you sure it’s safe to
Follow somebody’s daylight?
Are you already lost,
When you get to the daylight,
When you recognize the world
You want to cross…

Are you listening with your head in the sand?
Drown the words you don’t wanna understand…
‘Til the song stops… is it safe to come out?
Nobody’s about…
“What do you really think so?”

Too late, now there’s nowhere to go,
Life support is down, and your system’s low!
And your fuellight said you’ll never get home,
Now you’re all alone…
“What do you really think so?”

You’re scarred to stay inside,
More chances pass you by,
The question fills your mind…

Are you caught in a slipstream?
Are you lost in the fog?
Can you see through the windscreen,
Are you sure it’s safe to
Follow somebody’s daylight?
Are you already lost,
When you get to the daylight,
When you recognize the world
You want to cross…

Pity for the dreams you thought you’d lost
Pity for the dreams you thought you’d see
Pity for the price you thought it cost,
Pity for the one you thought you’d be.

Pity for the time you kept it all,
Pity for the wealth you thought you’d get,
Pity for the day you ever fought,
Pity for the day you lied…