<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=99760" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Freeze</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The city crouches, steaming<br>In the early morning half-light<br>The sun is still a rumor<br>And the night is still a threat<br>Slipping through the dark streets<br>And the echoes and the shadows<br>Something stirs behind me<br>And my palms begin to sweat<br>Sometimes I freeze - until the light comes<br>Sometimes I fly - into the night<br>Sometimes I fight - against the darkness<br>Sometimes I'm wrong - sometimes I'm right<br>Coiled for the spring<br>Or caught like a creature in the headlights<br>Into a desperate panic<br>Or a tempest of blind fury<br>Like a cornered beast<br>Or a conquering hero<br>The menace threatens, closing<br>And I'm frozen in the shadows<br>I'm not prepared to run away<br>And I'm not prepared to fight<br>I can't stand to reason<br>Or surrender to a reflex<br>I will trust my instincts<br>Or surrender to my fright<br>Sometimes we freeze - until the light comes<br>Sometimes we're wrong - and sometimes we're right<br>Sometimes we fight - against the darkness<br>Sometimes we fly - into the night<br>Blood running cold<br>Mind going down into a dark night<br>Of a desperate panic<br>Or a tempest of blind fury<br>Like a cornered beast<br>Or a conquering hero<br>Sometimes I freeze<br>Sometimes I fight<br>Sometimes I fly<br>Into the night</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Rush - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=99760" data-title="Freeze" data-description="The city crouches, steaming In the early morning half-light The sun is still a rumor And the night is still a threat Slipping through the dark streets And the echoes and the shadows Something stirs behind me And my palms begin to sweat Sometimes I..."></div> </div> </div>

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