The street was rushing beneath,
This is the fastest way I know.
Where all the cars move backwards,
And giant alley trees will grow again.
I cut across the city's backyards,
Counting cracks along the concrete,
A burst open spider web,
And every blade of grass will make me sneer.
When all the fields dried up,
Tens of comfortable years ago.
I made this journey once before.
And the city fed me long enough.
To put a weight around the middle.
This is apparent affluence.
Left in a pack when I was little,
Then I got pulled apart from closest friends.
There was a door on my horizon,
And silver sparkling rays were pouring in.
So I sneaked away on soft hands.
Another world in the making.
(Ohhh, I know I fall)
(Ohhh, I know I fell)
(Oh, I know I'm fallen)
