He could fall and she can weep

But as holy are my feet and hard with mention

That dear they may not speak

We feel tight when there is tension

And our eyes can make us weak

And his heart was full of fire at the man he had become

And his soul seldom higher with the falsities of fun

Could embrace sweet desires and moments as they passed

But he feared it ever more, when he saw it didn't last

We walk up holland avenue

And watch the rich as they consume

Their product made our hearts exhume an emptiness unrivalled by

A hunger that I could control, he'd pray up to his god

That he might save their soul

The grey in this city is too much to bare

The grey in this city is too much to bare

And I believe we are meant to be seen and not to be understood

And I want to be held by those arms

I want to be held by those arms

You'll work your thumbs they are sore

And you'll work my heart till it's raw

And you'll call and you'll call but you'll never be told

And I'll fall and I'll fall and I'll fall

We are basic lives

We are basic lives