Reflections, of the river passing by Reflections, of the place between the sky It's too black, casting shadows On the bridges built so close to that aura Walking (to the sign) before my eyes Dreaming (it's too late) to realise Stop! You've gone too far this time You're toying with reality Blocks on blocks are all around Neon lit for silent sound Figures (in a doorway) in the night Dancing (moving shadows) with the light Talking to a stranger On the bridges built so close to that aura Standing, on a runway all alone Listening, to an engine heading home Crying, on the inside Wishing I could get away from that aura Lying, on the runway all alone Listening to an engine heading home Stop! you've gone too far this time You're toying with reality