Moon's throwing daggers    At the targets on the street    Trucks wipe the sweat out of their eyes    The brain is making promises    The body cannot keep    You duck inside a doorway    And you change into your favorite disguise    Black hole in your pocket    But there's jingles up your sleeve    Going down like a pederast in a boy's school    And you wish that you could stop it    But the handle's out of reach    Sinking like a calliope in a whirlpool    Oh no..       You're waiting for the green light    Hanging on for the cold opportunity    You're waiting for the green light    As every second of your life keeps slipping    The time keeps ticking    The the green light is looking like    It's never gonna change for you       Time carves initials    Into the prison of your face    Creeping like a spy on broken glass    Cars kiss the tarmac    As they cut right to the chase    Cut price epiphany    But somehow it just never seems to last