Reflections, of the river passing by   Reflections, of the place between the sky   It's too black, casting shadows   On the bridges built so close to that aura         Walking (to the sign) before my eyes   Dreaming (it's too late) to realise   Stop! You've gone too far this time   You're toying with reality         Blocks on blocks are all around   Neon lit for silent sound         Figures (in a doorway) in the night   Dancing (moving shadows) with the light   Talking to a stranger   On the bridges built so close to that aura         Standing, on a runway all alone   Listening, to an engine heading home   Crying, on the inside   Wishing I could get away from that aura         Lying, on the runway all alone   Listening to an engine heading home   Stop! you've gone too far this time   You're toying with reality