Baby come down to the bottom of the stairs
There´s a reflection I want you to see
Our history and loneliness has defeated our devices

Lady come down, it´s time to stop and stare
There´s a successor I want you to meet
His misery and loneliness have exceeded expectations
But still we fall down

Look at the stars, they´re getting younger
Look at your pain, you´re getting older
Not feeling right but always hoping for more

I´m gonna tumble to the centre of the square
There´s a triangle I wanted to see
The fog has cast a shadow homeward
We´re losing our direction
So forget the whole thing

Look at the stars, they´re getting younger
Look at your pain, you´re getting older
Not feeling right but always hoping for more