I'm walking circular streets where no ends meet
Through smoke I see your face, but you can't match my pace

The meaning of life? the meaning of death?
I ask so many questions I'm out of breath

I'm surrounded by people, but no one will talk
Satisfied with just a wandering walk

No place to go, no friend to be
So we all end up swimming the endless sea

I jumped, she jumped, everyone here we fell From the cliff, through the air, to this empty hell

I turn to them, but they all they look ahead
I hear one whisper, "Don't you know we're already dead?"