There's a strange building beyond city lights
Like the fading shadow of an unpleasant memory
Pieces of broken glass, blood, and a gust of wind
Slide through time and space, but remain motionless
Reach out to ancient bricks, cold to the touch
Feel the pulsating stone beneath your fingertips
A drop of water hits the ground and strikes a wave
With the twist of a stomach, evergrowing vertigo
Be oblivious, close your eyes and surrender
This? That? Whatever! Just distant echoes
With sudden weightlessness your feet start to dangle
Rise above, in anticipation of the morning sun
Up here, every house just one but of many
