Sunset the high-rise By a A man looks up at the sky An uneventful end to a day
Close-up of the man at the Looking at the down below It's obvious he's got on his mind He shakes his head, pulls down the
He starts writing a To it perfectly clear He's just a man who's reached the end of his Expressing his and his fears
In a world, so lonely and afraid And disillusioned by the they made It's a that it ended up this way Life is a cliche
I'm gonna do What I did It's such a dull routine, somebody cut scene It's a boring cliche
life, day to day Seems so you hear and say Just another
Like an actor on a movie Living out somebody else's out a total misconception Reality, a perception
such a wasted life Without any
Days drift into just slips away People so Everything's a
Yes, it is Yes, it is an illusion Just an
Moonlight over the At the end of the day The man is asleep in his bed up, safely away
In his dreams taken away by alien beings To another galaxy, deep in To a planet where a man can out his fantasies And unimaginable pleasures
But morning comes and soon the realities of Will shatter his And the of the world will bring him down But still he's for a change
Days into days Life slips away is passe Everything's a
Yes, it is Yes, it is It's an illusion just an illusion
Yes, it is Yes, it is
See the over the motorway The little man, with anger in his Stands by the window, at the sky