Did you ever realize why there are no stars in the sky?

Because they're on the ground

The air is brown

We're trapped in this town

Let me go -- I can't breathe

I drag myself through the debris

I never felt more alone than on this starry road

The air is warm but I feel grey

The chill of dawn on a funeral day

I lie in unrest while heavy dirt falls to my chest

I fade away and the hollow phantoms stay

Imagination in a chokehold

I've been steamrolled by gold records

Inspectors are watching over me under lock and key

Chalk my outline

They'd talk of this if I'd died from a broken heart

They've taken art, turned it to something they think we'll buy

The air is warm but I feel grey

The chill of dawn on a funeral day

I lie in unrest while heavy dirt falls to my chest

I fade away and the hollow phantoms stay

My blood is their liquid vitamin

Their madness festers under their skin

The air is warm but I feel grey

The chill of dawn on a funeral day

I lie in unrest while heavy dirt falls to my chest

I fade away and the hollow phantoms stay

I have never felt so alone in my whole life