New Year - Reconstruction lyrics

Between the nameless and the icons The manholes and the pylons This is where I belong Under the sidewalk and the power lines Behind the window and the window blinds There's no room for right or wrong Now I'm standing on the third floor I can't make decisions anymore I can't remember how I used to function They're filling in the trench in the street The tar smells bittersweet Which is the nature of reconstruction They're smoothing over twenty years of cracks As they build more right into their backs I used to know if this was right or wrong I'm looking out from the inside All I want is a place to hide All I know is that I don't belong