The downtowntrains full of empty eyes
and I wish I was someone else and far away
with my hand I touch the glass, cold and slick
and crows on their way to nowhere.
No one can save me and I‘m so fucking scared
and I feel like nothing’s ever gonna change
summer‘s last flower wilting on the table
and I got lost in the City of Glass.
Somehow I lost count of the days
and clouds moving rapidly, a moment of loss
afraid of going to sleep not wanting the next day to come
and there is a thunder far and distant.