• I am McClane
    I am resourceful and strange
    I wonder about death
    I hear people cry for many different things
    I see people watch others help others
    I am McClane



    I pretend I am in control of myself
    I feel like I’m swinging in a muddy lake
    I touch the mind of few
    I worry I will never be enough
    I cry for the wounds of my comrades
    I am McClane



    I understand what makes this world run
    I say we need to stop it all
    I dream of the day of my true freedom
    I try to appear stable
    I hope I am stable
    I am McClane