Grant Hart - In A Cold House lyrics

Towering above the city The ghettos in the sky Concrete spires of isolation Forty stories high Fenced in by their own suspicions The people are afraid Crawl inside their cages Lock the door and pull the shade In a cold house In a cold city In a cold cold cold cold world In a cold house In a cold city In a cold cold cold cold world In a cold cold world Brightly coloured tenements So pleasing to the eye Gla** and stainless steel enclosures Hid what we deny People are afraid to look Afraid what they will see Inside the illusion it's the same reality In a cold house In a cold city In a cold cold cold cold world In a cold house In a cold city In a cold cold cold cold world In a cold cold world