Always alone, but never completely
Evening in the city brings some cure
In some corner where solitude is found in numbers
Always with an empty wallet
When lights turn on, the smoke vanishes
And the smell of night becomes real again
As many times before
He dreams about endlessly falling
It was an early morning when he left it all behind
You could only hear the birds singing
Then he stood on the other side of the street
Released tears to fall by themselves
I would if I could
I'd know if I knew