The Third Man

The third man He's always right and never wrong He's more like a grey zone To his clients he offers a second life And they are doomed to win, no risk, no rules No collateral damage It's like a walk at the bottom of the sea The third man is always in the middle you see In the middle between weak and strong The middle between right and wrong In the middle between black and white The middle between day and night Hey third man Where do you stand? How do you do without breathing? How are you enough to yourself? How can you start over again and again and again? You're the third man He will be there Where things have not gone right And you need to get through the night He's the heart of the matter in the match When a lie comes true with an overstretch And it takes a vocational solving It's like a walk in space with no gravity The third man is always in the middle trust me In the middle between dark and light The middle between give up and fight In the middle between first and last The middle between future and past Between friend and foe Between Jude and Joe... Weak and strong, right and wrong In the middle between dark and light Black and white, day and night The middle between give up and fight Dark and light, give up and fight In the middle between first and last First and last, future and past The middle between future and past Not gone right Through the night In the match With an overstretch Watch out the third man is coming He's more like a grey zone In the middle between weak and strong He's coming...