Four months and counting here
In the hotels
Every night I find myself here
In the hotels
And when I want to go
To places I used to know
I find them
Turning green in dry docks
Where have you gone?
Oh that wretched beast
Where are you now?
It never leaves
Where have you gone?
Oh that wretched beast
Where are you now?
It never leaves
Back to front
I find myself
Back to front
They've blocked out the sun