All the delusions are real
I've seen it all before
That's why you took us from here
Where no one knows who we are

Tracing maps
Finding a park what'soever
We can't find it any longer
Near a close big square
How can one care if we're so
Surprised by the end

Can we care if we were so
And you know what you cannot hide
And you know what you asked for
We'll trace all the neon lights

Can we care if we were so
And you know what you can't decide
And you know what were meant for
We'll trace lines up in the sky

Come on
Come on
Come on
Getting it on

Placing tracks
Small leaded panes made of silver
We should try all the frames outside
Near the glass hotel
How can one care if we're so
Surprised by the end