It's all decisions, decisions, decisions, decisions, decisions,

Yes it's all about decisions, decisions, decisions, decisions, decisions,

In the rain I try to light a cigarette,

With my jacket shielded from the elements,

I never was aware that behind the long gold grass in the parks hid sleeping tigers,

I bump into a guy I knew at school, I don't recall his name but still we talk,

I was never there I was outside where men pick the lice from their hair infront of me,

And stared at the endless roads, watching as the sky filled up with smoke,

 Another public bench been set alight at lunchtime by kids with liberal parents,

It's all decisions, decisions, decisions, decisions, decisions,

Yes it's all about decisions, decisions, decisions, decisions, decisions,

Now the guns are waiting to be drawn, you wonder what the hell those five years were for,

You think about the kids you were back then before the days merged into one,

And you forget that the electric fires of youth burn on one bar only,

You would like to reminisce but you must be going,

You watch him turn and wave but in the wind and the rain it just looks like another man drowning,

And you say to yourself,

It's all decisions, decisions, decisions, decisions, decisions,

Yes it's all about decisions, decisions, decisions, decisions, decisions,

And I would love to understand it all,

And I would love to understand it all,

But in a second it's gone

It's all decisions, decisions, decisions, decisions, decisions,

Yes it's all about decisions, decisions, decisions, decisions, decisions,

It's all decisions, decisions, decisions, decisions, decisions,

Yes it's all about decisions, decisions, decisions, decisions, decisions,