Phantom

Flames fly higher in the city tonight One lay fallen in the eye of the fight See how she balances somewhere between the night and the day Three men in jail but who really should pay City is a mother and we are its toys Giving your life then it destroys Under the sun shoot the children of the street Economic answer means reasons will cheat In the city City takes hostages and holds them in towers Remove people from earth and forget lost powers In the speed of the street names get forgotten Plastic in the stomach but shirts still cotton Boy don0t feel grass as he watches the train Gaze to the sky but just sees the plane In the heart of the city old walk slow Not wanting to stay but unable to go In the city On the wind blow ancient cry from lost day Sea waves from clouds they gone grey Endlessly talking 'bout finding harmony Endless living facades all o we Search for secrets contentment and wealth Easier to search than question yourself From my room gaze at the clock tower Tim keeps on its two minutes to the hour In the city