The street is like a movie
set with the people carefully placed
The sights and sounds of a cardboard town are hidden from my face
I casually lose my senses to the allure of electricity
I've never felt a part of something bigger than me
I can play the outsider searching
for too long
You can be my tour guide, won't you teach me right from wrong
Huddled under the Damen Station, people are passing through
Will you follow me one day as I followed you?
Haven't I told you what you
mean?
Haven't I shown you what you mean to me?
I don't think I've changed much for the better
I don't think I've changed that much at all
As we're walking side by
side, our eyes filled with the night
A fatal blow to the strangle hold that squeezes me too tight
Climbing into the photobooth we'll raise the bottles high
I only wish in retrospect I hadn't closed my eyes
Laughing loud as children
with no need to justify
This once-forgotten youthfulness that makes me feel alive
Imagine standing atop those building looking down at us
How can something so small seem so serious?
I can't tell if I'm getting
closer to or further from where it is I want to be
But I don't mind
I lie awake and I watch
you breathing out and in and out again
The sunlight brushes against your face and I smile
©2009 Words & Music by Chris Jerles