Reflections, of the river passing by

Reflections, of the place between the sky

It's too black, casting shadows

On the bridges built so close to that aura





Walking (to the sign) before my eyes

Dreaming (it's too late) to realise

Stop! You've gone too far this time

You're toying with reality





Blocks on blocks are all around

Neon lit for silent sound





Figures (in a doorway) in the night

Dancing (moving shadows) with the light

Talking to a stranger

On the bridges built so close to that aura





Standing, on a runway all alone

Listening, to an engine heading home

Crying, on the inside

Wishing I could get away from that aura





Lying, on the runway all alone

Listening to an engine heading home

Stop! you've gone too far this time

You're toying with reality