“Pavement Warrior”

Shadow dancer, alone in the night
High as a kite, but still flat on the ground
Living in a cardboard box under the bridge
You walk by afraid of what you might find

Chorus
Nothing last – everything fades away
As a whisper – of a Butterfly Wing
Grand Illusions – Failure on display
Play your Game of Head or Tales – Nothing Lasts for more than one day…

Drawing pictures on the wall – Drawing pictures
Surfing on the trains to the suburbs – Surfing on the trains
Feet on the streets, but there´s no one moving
Feet on the street…

Phone is ringing – Distant, but you’re still alone
Days of Boredom for a past time warrior – Days of boredom
The touch of the wind – you´re in a danger zone
Old times will catch up on you – It’s time to put everything right

Twisted of fate – a need of someone to hate – a Twist of fate…
Fires burning in the streets – Days of boredom
Days of Boredom for a Past time Warrior
Pavement Warrior