This city is a strange place My mind unhinged from warped streets I navigate Between the truths I sang and the cards that I played This city makes the strangers all feel safe With their nudgy hands and tilted face To them the sights are straight And when luck strikes two are picked from the pile and saved Rapture to the countryside as gravity, is every force the same? This city catches me when my insight's tired and all I want is to waste A tick in endless time and a speck in endless space