Hot dry air across the town
Towards the sky, no stars
Laying on a bed with no mattress
Taking me up to a different view

The skyline, that i became a part of
These buildings, that present to one
A dry night
Alone, but alright
To the touch, a self warmth
In the dry night

Look inside the box
Staying away from the outside
Time spent all, time spent low
Healing while it is hurting

And the skyline, that I became a part of
Watching, just feeling
Losing sight, in the mind
Becoming blind, nothing to find