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