I am alive, yes I am alive
Walking these streets, not knowing my enemy

Bird view perspective
A town in despair
A million lives in anguish
Closing the gate

I’m walking these streets, not knowing my enemy
We’re hiding in trees, without any dignity
Until you see that I have but one afterlife

I am alive, yes I am alive
Walking these streets, not knowing my enemy

Monday morning, my shift starts at eight
Sorry honey, but I’ll be home late
Going out with magic Bill
At night for a beer
Checking on all my stocks
And the gateman’s wife

I’m drowning in this
Claustrophobic nightmare
The abortion of all thought
Once the revolution comes and reprograms your conscience
They’ll come and scratch the truth right out of my eyes
But I’ll be there and I’ll remember
Yes I’ll remember…

And if you control me
With all your insecurities
I’ll tear these walls down
And flee from your locked city

I’m walking these streets, not knowing my enemy, until you see..
We’re hiding in trees, without any dignity

And flee from this locked city, locked city, locked city…..