Lyrics

In the slow torrent of traffic I am locked into the grin It's not easy to resist In a walking state like this And you check your speed and speech When the camera focuses In the shadows of tall buildings They don't wait for thieves and serpents But I'm in through marble [?]ings Elevated in the lift And I'm out into the penthouse Tinted windows of god's gift Looking out on concrete skylines In the shadows of tall buildings What, never where I was meant to be In the shadows of all buildings At the edge of crawling tarmac From the sprawls where I came from From where everybody's heading But where nobody belongs And you won't say goodbyes On how to catch the big old train You slip through the cracks in the pavement Slide through the grill in the drain