Comply

How are we meant to know

Which way the wind will blow

Now we’re running out of time

To decide

Too late to change our minds

The rules they say we must comply, The rules they say we must comply

The rules they say we must comply, Saying that all hands are tied

The rules they say we must comply, a world ruled by fear is drawing near now

The rules they say we must comply, It’s just a shot in the dark

The rules they say we must comply, A game of falling cards