Never to take a step, they stand so others may cross
cross the center cross the center
A labyrinth of paths, a multitude of dangers
go go go go
Look inward and onwards whenever there's doubt
the corner behind, the corner ahead
Past masked strangers, eyes of fury
eyes pregnant with desire
Tittering on the edge of insanity
taste it, can we still taste it
Flashbacks of disco balls glittering strangers' beaded sweat
the colors are vibrant but the music has stopped
Left standing in the grey street alone
strings of light invite us to its pageant of traffic