Из альбома: Grappling Hooks
Chance folds you in a bed mirrored miles
But no sleep until chemistry smiles
You can never close eyes until you understand
The scale, the rust and concrete
No pharmacies this side of the wall
Just alleys onto which you fall
Crushed by the wheels of it all
You can never come back until you understand
The scale, the rust and concrete
There are horrors and joys and human things
Whoring inside ghosts of industry