Whispers
Pick up some words 'round the corner
But who knows what it's about
Will always remain in doubt
Sidewalk
The loneliness of the lamp post
Wallpaper music background
The radio's humming it out

Dark light
And the soft scent of a woman
Takes over the smell of frying
But only for a short while
Browsing
The newspaper of the morning
Another pill for weight loss
Another horrible crime

Because the curtains are dropped
And all the creatures are mocked
It's a nonsense of a life
The clock is ticking it slower
It's apparently night

Phone calls
To be made as soon as ever
Nothing will change after all
It's just to sneak through the door
Strangers
A cold fate put them together
Some drowning in their black coffees
Some just watching the wall

Because the curtains are dropped
And all the creatures are mocked
It's a nonsense of a life
The clock is ticking it slower
It's apparently night