Moon's throwing daggers 

At the targets on the street 

Trucks wipe the sweat out of their eyes 

The brain is making promises 

The body cannot keep 

You duck inside a doorway 

And you change into your favorite disguise 

Black hole in your pocket 

But there's jingles up your sleeve 

Going down like a pederast in a boy's school 

And you wish that you could stop it 

But the handle's out of reach 

Sinking like a calliope in a whirlpool 

Oh no.. 

 

You're waiting for the green light 

Hanging on for the cold opportunity 

You're waiting for the green light 

As every second of your life keeps slipping 

The time keeps ticking 

The the green light is looking like 

It's never gonna change for you 

 

Time carves initials 

Into the prison of your face 

Creeping like a spy on broken glass 

Cars kiss the tarmac 

As they cut right to the chase 

Cut price epiphany 

But somehow it just never seems to last