i wonder where it is she sits there... wondering, wandering what happened to our heart? aaahhhh it decides, i walk towards her i sit there involved my hands are in my pocket my pocket and my lassitude, lassitude from my pocket the cash inbetween us, there sits a wall a wall i escaped from i wonder can i get through this wall?... is this the world? is this world we have escaped to? she sits a street corner with her glassy blue eyes i wonder where she's been? i wonder who she's fucked? who's she fucked? i wonder where she's been? it turns me on this is a vacant lot, i see her walking , the stars i reached towards the souls, of dead