| Here you are, there they are, and I’m like the man in the middle.
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| If I’m the peacekeeper you’ll find me between the lines.
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| I see you one by one each come undone when there’s a rumble to be won.
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| It’s a riddle, and I’m the man in the middle.
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| You have it on good faith, you know you gave it a fair shake.
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| And you could burn your bridge or patch it up when it breaks.
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| Yeah I’m a quick, closed book.
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| I know you all wanna read it but I’ve sealed it up.
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| It’s a good one, but you’re not shaking it open.
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| Am I your tug of war, or the thin line that I walk on?
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| If you can’t see me I’m the one sleeping in the light.
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| It’s with me all day long, all night I’m mulling it over how you somehow walk
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| with a hatchet.
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| If you toss it I’ll catch it.
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| You’re like an axe, swinging your facts.
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| How can I say who’s gone astray?
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| The fence is made.
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| So far I’ve stayed here with one hand on every side 'cause I’m the man in the
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| middle. |