You are walking down the street
Nobody cares where goes your feet
You are the only one and no one else
Prepared to talk to yourself if nobody tells

Going somewhere into slivers of your mind
Circling deeper and deeper lost in the past.
Not really caring how long it will last
You are sinking in memories of her sight

Looking down from old rusty lamp
Is everybody really gone?
No! There is a friend of yours
Not...