Consistency - a virtue of correctness Of being straight A stream that always runs the right way Any hindrance - it sails around Contradictions - it will compound In the river of this life It's not your job to sail around You have to find a compromise That's what it's all about Chorus: A prevention of every mistake Is the luxury of indecision When you move on You will stumble and fall But the way is the aim One day you'll walk Integrity - a perfect sham When fingers point at me A permanent distrust of myself All the answers - have different sides The confusion of wrong and right Loosing the confidence in better days to come Pick up the falling scraps Of dreams that made us strong But we move on