Lyrics Transatlantic

Transatlantic

A Man Can Feel

So you think you're in control?

Yet another gloomy day unfolded

Pushing panic from your door

One boss - one lie - one world order

Old classics are long overdue

New frontiers - it's a scary prospect

Hollow icons - revolving doors

Pale riders of no tomorrow... of no tomorrow!

A man can feel he's left out on his own

Like a stranger in his home

Now - what makes it all come apart?

A man can sense the speed of falling down

No feet on solid ground

Still time for a change of heart...

The dogs of labor leaning on their spades

That Pokerface won't stand a fall from grace

Now did you find the satisfaction needed?

Or did it leave you with an empty feeling?

Old classics are long overdue

New frontiers - it's a scary prospect

Hollow icons - revolving doors

Pale riders of no tomorrow... of no tomorrow!

A man can feel he's left out on his own

Like a stranger in his home

Now - what makes it all come apart?

A man can sense the speed of falling down

No feet on solid ground

Still time for a change of heart...