[Written by Steven Wilson] The letters pile up in the hallway Junk mail and bills from the catalogues And the neighbours have guessed 'cos I've cancelled the milk And they don't hear your voice through the walls anymore How is your life today ? I was kissed on the cheek by a cold mouth While the taxi was waiting like a getaway car Each second seems like a lifetime And the cat it's been staring at me all this time How is your life today ?