Lyric

Nothing happens freak

Clouds just linger round

Empty days and weeks

Not a single sound

Neon lights will fade

Lost in concrete jungles

Silent masquerade

Dreams begin to bungle

There's no future in those hands

Can't you see it's just a lie

Building castles in the sand

Underneath a shattered sky

Wishing wells ran dry

Coins no longer gleam

Got no wings to fly

Chasing hollow dreams

There's no future in those hands

Can't you see it's all a trick

Writing poems in shifting sands

Seconds tick that broken tick

Stay awake at night

Whispers in the air

Nothing feels quite right

But nobody seems to care