The city beneath that passes by, that's sitting on the top of the world
is the victim to whatever we do
everywhere we turn away to find another reason to never return
as were passing through the city we view
Way down (x4)
they wake you
they sit in the street and wave at you
the city beneath
and they're the same as i'm the same as you
Everywhere i look the people stare in the direction that they're headed for
in herds that they move through streets under you
if they ever find a way to exist without pushing themselves to war
until all that they lose can't even be used
Way down (x4)
they wake you
they sit in the street and wave at you
the city beneath
and they're the same as i'm the same as you