Smoke clears over the sea
Sunlight creeps over the sky
A silent showdown, he's been here before
Nine lives like a cat
But the one he led lately has filled him up
Out on his private high wire
He stands helpless, but the horny skinned soul
Fights back his tears
"Do what you're told!",
So long ago, snow turns to rain
He's reaching out to the tracks to find a net to catch his fall
He's reaching out to the tracks to find a net to catch his fall
Railway station, "Traveller's Inn"
Through a thick smoke of blue he holds tight
To a cup and starts to sing
A song about a guy from Nazareth
Childish eyes could see the light
Many years ago
Today the rush goes on in the city
Like he tried to be someone he's not
After the fall
A feeling appears like a gift from outer space
After the fall
It is crazy, it's so true
Right after the fall
(Spoken word conclusion)
"At the intersection of Esoteric and Firth
Night has settled.
A bunch of losers on New Year's Eve,
The smell of colours and a neon light,
A fading memory of a face, and the eyes of a child.
After the fall."