Oh what a perfect time to tell you what I've seen Though the city was asleep I see the hands and fingers move along the seams Making dimes I see them try It wasn't long before the air was indiscreet A side of pills for us to eat Don't leave me hangin' I got nowhere else to be Screaming mind The naked kind Calm down I'll know when my time's up Sit around to tell me what I'll need Shooting star For a moment I believed The vacant minds Fading Skies