Climbing The Stairs Lyrics - There Must Be Another Way: The Singles - Conflict

Standing alone in a mystery 

Standing alone in misery 

I'm standing alone; it's a mystery 

The start of the war, it's the first to die 

So on my own, in not the place to be 

First, I see visions of insane men 

Unaware on the stairs 

Caught by the same gang 

Pure hatred on young and aged faces 

There's one, two, three 

But they ain't leaving traces 

As someone pushes past, I'm caught right in their path 

I try to respond, but this just raises a laugh 

A clenched fist punches hard, smashing the face 

I try to turn and run 

But they are all over the place 

I'm pulling hard on the stair rail but this ain't my night 

My shirt rips in two, as they hold me so tight 

I feel a terrible blow, as something collides with skull 

I fight back so hard, but the blades take their toll 

So many shots on target, on the floor curled up tight 

The crazed just won't stop, is this finally goodnight? 

Now a feeling so strange, something won't let it die 

And can't let them screw up the rest of our lives 

I'm losing all, all track of time; I feel the pain of a real life crime 

Boy they roar, let's open up his head, hey you see how far you've pushed this 

I'm now praying that someone will turn up soon 

I'm unaware that they are creeping down the back stairs 

I shout, "hey, what am I getting this for? 

I weren't even there, I didn't go past the door" 

But the batons rain down, the boots pile in 

Why don't they leave it, look at the state that I'm in? 

The choppers chop hard, the blade cuts deep 

Flesh hangs off in slices and I start to weep 

The baton rain downs, the boots pile in 

I feel a strange peacefulness building up within 

The choppers chop hard the blood runs red 

I feel total release, I think I must be dead 

Back alive in the shadow of a dead man, I'm not alone 

I'm reaching for the stair rails; instead I grab the hand of the father 

I see a face; it's the face of my mother 

There's someone else; it's the mother of my mother 

Whose strong man is helping me? 

Climb up the stairs from the misery 

Climb and climb, the stairs from the mystery 

Climbing the stairs for the unaware to see