LYRIC

[Verse 1] A thousand souls have filled this seat
Patiently waiting – a friend in need
No gain, no loss
Worn out and waiting
Another million thoughts

[Chorus] Need direction
In this state of mind
Climbing up to the bottom line

[Verse 2] A thousand sights have brought him here
Secretly longing – a mind set out of here
A focused pace
No need to rest
Still he fills the empty space

[Chorus] Need direction
In this state of mind
Climbing up to the bottom line

[Verse 3] A single heart who did not know
Just for a reason, why he came to go
And he was paralyzed – indecisiveness he chose
When the seat becomes vacant
He will let you know
Yeah, he will let you know

[Chorus] Need direction
In this state of mind
Climbing up to the bottom line

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