Where Will You Stand? No matter where you go It always looks the same The view is overcast As the pavements wash with rain The irony was lost in the 25 year space Between New England and St Patrick's Day So head forth to the runway, if its easier to run away When it all comes back, it all comes back To haunt you in the night Where will you stand? Like a 5 year old boy In his fathers best suit No matter how you dress him up He's still a child to you Reminiscent of the wolf Your dressed up to the teeth You're a walking cliche From the pages of history So head forth to the runway, if its easier to run away When it all comes back, it all comes back To haunt you in the night Where will you stand? We'll realise some day That we're all out of a runway So we'll build another runway If its easier to run away When it all comes back, it all comes back To haunt you in the night Where will you stand?