Wearing rags found in the trash
all my life in a plastic bag
no place to stay for long
I‘m a guest of this world
Many gazes on my appearance
my mind is not to steel
my body no longer holds
you can not see me, I do not exist anymore
The city thinks that it‘s still night
lights on for the road
but no longer is the dawn
The city thinks that it‘s still night
lights on for the road
but no longer is the dawn
I‘m only an Urban Stranger right now
My bed is station floor
my stars are neons on the wall
first train is my alarm
the last, my farewell
The city thinks that it‘s still night
lights on for the road
but no longer is the dawn
The city thinks that it‘s still night
lights on for the road
but no longer is the dawn
I‘m only your Urban Stranger right now
The city thinks that it is still night
meanwhile a man‘s walkin in the daylight
now he closes his eyes
but he knows he just can‘t see the moon
The city thinks that it is still night
meanwhile a man‘s walkin in the daylight
now he closes his eyes
but he knows he just can‘t see the moon
I wonder who I am
the answer is "not one of them"
we have the same faces
but mine is in the wrong places
(I wonder who I am) The city thinks that it is still night meanwhile a man‘s walkin in the daylight
(the answer is "not one of them") now he closes his eyes but he knows he just can‘t see the moon
(we have the same faces) The city thinks that it is still night meanwhile a man‘s walkin in the daylight
(but mine is in the wrong places) now he closes his eyes but he knows he just can‘t see the moon
The city thinks that it‘s still night
lights on for the road
but no longer is the dawn