The city crouches, steaming  In the early morning half light  The sun is still a rumor  And the night is still a threat  Slipping through the dark streets  And the echoes and the shadows  Something stirs behind me  And my palms begin to sweat    Sometimes I freeze...until the light comes  Sometimes I fly...into the night  Sometimes I fight...against the darkness  Sometimes I'm wrong...sometimes I'm right    Coiled for the spring  Or caught like a creature in the headlights  Into a desperate panic  Or a tempest of blind fury  Like a cornered beast  Or a conquering hero    The menace threatens, closing  And I'm frozen in the shadows  I'm not prepared to run away  And I'm not prepared to fight    I can't stand to reason  Or surrender to a reflex  I will trust my instincts  Or surrender to my fright    Sometimes we freeze...until the light comes  Sometimes we're wrong...and sometimes we're right  Sometimes we fight...against the darkness  Sometimes we fly...into the night    Blood running cold  Mind going down into a dark night  Of a desperate panic  Or a tempest of blind fury  Like a cornered beast  Or a conquering hero    Sometimes I freeze  Sometimes I fight  Sometimes I fly  Into the night