In the morning he turns on the fire In the evening he turns on the light Give me some... fire, light Fire, light... fire, light Greenhouse: strawberries grow G...

There's a blackout in the city And the trains are always late There's a blackout in the city It's been like this for five days Let me light a match We were all...

Typing keyboards in sync Absorved by the screens An empire of phones that ring Opened windows let me in You know I don't belong here You know I don't belong he...