It's like that black star track, i'm feeling their beat 

Some cities have a tendency to breath in their sleep 

Heeding their weak warning, i lift my hands high 

Feel a tiny drop of water turn into a landslide 

I can't spy, or see you in the dark 

In my night vision every light can be like a spark 

Heavy like the park at four in the morning 

We're cooking up some noodles 'til the day begins dawning 

And feel it warming in my sore muscle torment 

Like all men i stand tall when called into armour 

Eight months of bone breaking fall-winter drama 

Hold strong, nose warm, go storm through the harbour 

I AM the only voice of the city 

My vicinity is pinning me against a brick wall 

Silly me, i really thought i could have had it all 

Roll a paper, cries vaporise, hence the quick fall 



It's on, the sound of your voice in them brown eyes borders on 

A light dream, i strike three matches by the window 

Fall back on the white sheet and feel the wind blow warm 

Getting stronger as you climb in your space suit 

A five minute race through time, and it takes you where? 

The lonely streets in the soft august air 

I've seen the hardest stare from a street artist's lair 

When the time to depart is near, the station is empty 

The tracks are warm and i keep pacing them gently 

On my blue train of thought to the valley of deep breath 

Only a week left, and i tried to keep it secret 

But the city got a grip on me, i'm no longer alone 

Feeling weak in my body and strong in my soul 

Long as i hold this thought, i can never fall over 

All this time and no time to get older