Over fences and through backyards



We tiptoe past empty boxcars



So as not to wake the bums inside



Industry that once thrived now is gone



Abandoned factories and tracks trains ran on



Are all that's left from those days

Through barbed wire fence we see sculptures in a field



We find some maps at the front gate



And walk inside to investigate



Following a stream, it leads a path



To sewer's entrance and a raft



Ever wonder how it looks down under the concrete?

Over murky water we ride



Through concrete tubes we float inside



Our voices echoing through the endless darkness



Oblivious to life above



Our minds are clear (no mental spewage)



The voice in my head is dead, maybe he drowned in the sewage

When we emerge though darkness sunlight seeps



And we all go home to sleep



Concluding the tour for this day



Other sights we've never seen



And places that we've never been



We'll find when things get stagnant again

Come on, let's go outside



And take a look and see what we can find in this city



Leave these four walls far behind