See how the city walks  Out of step but synchronised  Synchronised and out of time    Limbs outstretched and we imagine that we could look like stars upon  The bathroom tiles and pavement cracks  Out against the night    The ground we tread has turned to tracks  A cycle of seasons with no turning back    Aura winds are blowing cold in the bright lights of this city    We are all passers by    Treading harder - i wish you'd say out aloud  Treading water - i wish you'd sink out of sight    I wish you'd sink