You see what's on view but what they hide is not for you, they're the secrets kept in subways, in the sidings and in some ways you try your best to understand, but nothing's planned, you'll go, they'll stay, in the subway, in the sidings, hiding.

Not for you and yet you know that there but for the grace of God
you'd be the same and go down the same road, do the same things and then you'd see what seeing brings.

They've seen the yellow lines a million times and the printed signs, 'you can't park here mate' and it's almost checkmate, game over.