time's gone on

as you think about

cities growing up

until it's crushing you

guess how you feel

what's like a sketching

your breathing

guess how you feel

guess how you feel

guess how you feel

guess how you feel



the day is dark

when you wake up in the morning

the streets are bare

when death is going round and around



time's gone on

as you think about

cities growing up

until it's crushing you

guess how you feel

what's like a sketching

your breathing

guess how you feel

guess how you feel

guess how you feel

guess how you feel