(c) 2005 Simon Mas
i hear what’s happening when i’m home alone i don’t talk too much the city moves around running around in circles spinning away from me.
it’s time for new visions new plans populate my mind i live by the windows no one by my side all alone all evening alone when it starts.
my life in buildings everything is clear revealing itself now new shades and new lights same hues of night it’s my life in buildings all mine.
the cold chill of winter laid out in shades of green my old reinforced thoughts have just become concrete nothing is worth believing when nothing is worth my trust.