Sunset the high-rise By a A man looks up at the sky An end to a wasted day
Close-up of the man at the Looking at the down below It's obvious he's got things on his He shakes his head, pulls down the
He starts a letter To it perfectly clear He's just a man who's reached the end of his Expressing his doubts and his
In a world, feels so and afraid And disillusioned by the promises they It's a pity it ended up this way Life is just a
I'm do tomorrow What I did It's a dull routine, somebody cut this scene It's such a cliche
life, day to day Seems so you hear and say Just cliche
Like an actor on a movie out somebody else's dream Living out a total Reality, a perception
It's such a wasted Without any
Days into days Life just slips People so Everything's a
Yes, it is Yes, it is Just an Just an
Moonlight the high-rise At the end of the day The man is asleep in his bed Tucked up, away
In his dreams he's taken away by alien To another galaxy, in space To a planet where a man can live out his And experience unimaginable
But morning and soon the realities of life Will shatter his And the cliches of the world will him down But still waiting for a change
drift into days Life just away is passe Everything's a
Yes, it is Yes, it is It's an illusion It's an illusion
Yes, it is Yes, it is
See the sunlight the motorway The little man, with in his eyes by the window, looks at the sky