Watch out, commonplace
Wild pounding in my veins
Cut wrinkles on my brow
I turn it to a jest
Dreaming about it all
Fearless I push to the wall
Race barefoot through the grey
Of ordinary days

Like Bikila
On like Bikila
Like Bikila
Abebe Bikila

Weave spider web
Set for my helpless prey
Push forward to the warm
That's the way I like it best
Cramps in my muscles
I'm not young anymore
Wade through the broken glass
Insensitive to pain

I put my fingers
Into the glowing hot
I don't start back
I don't melt away like snow
Watching my time
Keep myself in the line
The cards are dealt
And there's no need for more

He's OK!
But what's hiding inside?
Hard to say
Hard to read his mind
Affectionate
You better leave him be
Tie him down
Try to let him live

Manic ecstatica
Overkill schizophrenia
But what's the look in his eyes?

He's OK!
On the surface it's alright
Shoot astray
A treacherous landmine
Sweetest smile
To dangers we are blind
Injection
A paper left to sign

Profound expertise
Guess what's yet to come