wearing rags found in the trash all my life in a plastic bag no place to stay for long i'm a guest of this world
many gazes on my appearance my mind is not to steel my body no longer holds you can not see me i do not exist anymore
the city thinks that it's still night lights on for the road but no longer is the dawn
the city thinks that it's still night
lights on for the road but no longer is the dawn I'm only an Urban Stranger right now
my bed is station floor my stars are neons on the wall first train is my alarm
the last, my farewell
the city thinks that it's still night lights on for the road but no longer is the dawn the city thinks that it's still night
lights on for the road but no longer is the dawn I'm only an Urban Stranger right now the city thinks it is still night
meanwhile a man's walkin in the daylight now he closes his eyes but he knows he just can't see the moon the city thinks it is still night meanwhile a man's walkin in the daylight now he closes his eyes but he knows he just can't see the moon I wonder who I am the answer is \"not one of them\" we have the same faces but mine is in the wrong places
the city thinks that it's still night meanwhile a man's walkin in the daylight now he closes his eyes but he knows he just can't see the moon meanwhile a man's walkin in the daylight now he closes his eyes but he knows he just can't see the moon
the city thinks that it's still night lights on for the road but no longer is the dawn