the hills in the distance seem so near - it takes more than a lifetime to get there from here - life here is slow ? speed never pays - not in the heart of the city anyway
windowpanes shine in the night - all you see is trapped sunlight - you get caught in a trap when you follow the sun - there's a trap in this city for everyone
come come, get a grip - on the hole in your heart - come come, try to rip it out & tear it apart - pick up the pieces, hang them high on the flagpole - come & get rid of that hole
craze on the freeway ? calm in the ditch - scars on your shins they begin to itch - blind in the sun, you're blind as a mole - though you need all that sun to fill up that hole