Vārdi: Marillion. This Town.

The cars leave their trails of hot and cold
Light inside my head
Like burned in long exposure pictures
The wheels spin slowly backwards

Strobing in the amber light
And the rain comes down
And washes my brain
But it don't get clean

This town has turned me into what I have become
This town dresses me up like a stranger
This town performs in the window like the ultimate gift
This town takes us down
I feel like I'm losing you to this town

We were saving our money for half of our lives
We were saving our dreams
And we came to this place to make
The chances real in the big city

But I've been counting the days
I've been watching you change
And I can feel it dying
The noise outside takes you in its arms
Like a lamb to a lion

And down there somewhere among the noise
The magazine dolls and the big money boys
Move silently on their easy heels
They move silently on their greasy wheels

This town has turned me into what I have become
This town dresses you up like a stranger
This town hangs around in the doorway and tells me I'm late
This town takes us down, takes us down
I feel like I'm losing you to this town

The morning breaks and I watch you awake
And this town takes you down away from me again