To the centre of the city where all roads meet, waiting 
for you,
To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank, 
searching for you,
I was moving through the silence without motion, waiting 
for you,
In a room with a window in the corner I found truth.
In the shadowplay, acting out your own death, knowing no 
more,
As the assassins all grouped in four lines, dancing on 
the floor,
And with cold streel, odour on their bodies mad a move to 
connect,
But I could only stare in disbelief as the crowds all 
left.
I did everything, everything I wanted to,
I let them use you for their own ends,
To the centre of the city in the night, waiting for you.
To the centre of the city in the night, waiting for you.