Middleman (Companion Version)

I followed through the atmosphere As the guitar's feedback climbed The pegs were gold, the band was old They played in half-time Now every dream gets whittled down Just like every fool gets wise You'll never reap of any seed Deprived of sunlight So I've become the middleman The gray areas are mine The in-between, the absentee Is a beautiful disguise So I'll keep my footlights shining bright Just like I keep my exits wide 'Cause I never know when it's time to go It's too crowded now inside And the dead can hide beneath the ground And the birds can always fly But the rest of us do what we must In constant compromise So I've become the middleman The gray areas are mine The "I don't know," the "Maybe so" Is the only real, is the only true Is the only real reply The only real, only true Only real reply The only real, only true Only real reply So I've become the middleman The gray areas are mine The "I don't know," the "Maybe so" Is the only true reply Is the only real reply