I watch money turn to nothing
And how daybreaks turn to guilt
Under white skies
Across the city
Here I walk away the days
I feel handshakes becoming hostile
Like a bloodless revolution
In the vacuum I create
These are the rules by which we live
I make the mistakes you forgive
This is our time
Here in the dirt
One pair of hands to make it work
I hear laughter turn to whispers
We drink and leave the world unseen
All so aimless in appearance
Turning plans into regrets
Every human in her castle
Show no weak spots here tonight
Disappointments in the stillness