Sometimes
It's nice 
To be nowhere
No rush 
In getting 
Anywhere
Walk the streets
Feel the 
Cobbles
Watch the world
Turning around you
Whilst no one
Knows
Maybe they care
Maybe they don't
And my feet
Move
My heart 
It beats
And thoughts
Drip only
As you 
See them 
Now 
Nothing to think
Of
Nowhere to 
Go
The dusk
And a dirty 
Bus
All falling
In front
And 
Behind
This breathing thing
Isn't so difficult
And I suppose
Neither 
Is staying 
Alive
Walk with me
A while
Clear 
The air 
Your head
And never 
Ever forget
These moments
Are ours
And a night
Walking the streets 
Alone
Tells you everything 
You ever
Needed to
Know