There's a right turn somewhere that can take you to the wrong place

Someone you don't know can start stepping on your face

There's a left turn somewhere that can take you from the smoke

But someone stole the street sign and the traffic light is broken

There's an upturn in the money, still everyone's downsizing

'Til we'd sell our shoes for a job, and similar compromising

There's a wrong turn somewhere someone made a long time ago

So we sit here in this grey place and watch it fill up with black snow

There's a fool on your screen and he's smiling as he tells you

How your life will be much better if you buy the things he sells you

There's a voice in your head, that says this is not so but

There's a sinking feeling as you watch your credit card bills grow

There's a missing piece of information somewhere

How can someone as smart as you are

Get caught up in such a simple snare

There's a vein in your temple, there's a fear of letting go

There's a window, there's your tv, there's a waiting bank of black snow



There's a can of spray paint; get it in your hand

There's a rock there's a gun, there's a street, should you take a stand

There's a little girl who's lost, there's an old man with no money

There's a reason why you cannot see why any of this is funny

There's a dozen books in your room, there's a world outside your door

There's a billion hungry people;

There's your roof, and there's your floor

There's a place in your soul where the winter cannot go

If you're lucky you can get there

And get away from the black snow