Fatal Wound

Don't the lights look empty

When the streets are bare

Almost as empty

As the look you give me

When I'm the only oneAnd it's a long one

So it brings you down

So you have nowhere else to go

And nothing to do

So you hang around, hang aroundYou wait around until

You've received that fatal woundColumns of sunlight

And glorious cities

Oceans of opportunity

And all your decisions

Seem ancientYou wait around until

You've received that fatal wound