the houses don‘t show the people no more the streets swallowed the sound and it‘s only the stars that prove that there‘s life on planet earth tell me, isn‘t that weird isn‘t that strange?
if we all gathered here we could outnumber them but that‘s not what i aim for that is not what i want
all the simple things were gone and then the sadness just came along a wooden block here a rocking chair there a broken tire that‘s not gonna take us anywhere
the birds went to sleep and so did the people it‘s just a few that are left they are restless and twinkle up to the sky up to the stars as if they shared a secret or had something in common
if we all gathered here we could outnumber them but that‘s not what i aim for that‘s not what i want