Pretty Things - Atlanta lyrics

[Music: P. Wagner, S. Efthimiadis / Lyrics: P. Wagner]

People running same old ways

See, tradition rules this place

Though it may be sometimes good I say

Mostly there is no real sense

Maybe a kind of sentimentality

The reason's lost so long ago

I don't want to be

Like my mind's not free

No, I'll choose the new and unknown

No way out, no way to run

Oh, from the unknown

Everything's in constant change

Try to build your mental range

If you want to grow and reach your size

Fear has killed what reason bore

A policy that keeps you torn

But security's not all that counts

I don't want to be

Like my mind's not free

No, I'll choose the new and unknown

No way out, no way to run

Oh, from the unknown

A hundred times it passed me by

A hundred times I felt alive