Lightning always strikes at least twice, in case you heard it wrong
And I've sewn patches everywhere, from lightning that has stayed too long but

I don't feel a thing
Wandering through these dirtied up places
If you only knew
Walking past these black and white faces

Thought that I saw a glimpse of blue but lost it in the crowd
So I am left alone again with patches sewn all over and now

I don't feel a thing
Wandering through these dirtied up places
Not much I can do
Walking past these black and white faces

Maybe we could grab a drink or two and talk about the world
Maybe you're the color blue that I've been searching for

I won't feel a thing
If I stay in these dirtied up places
Can you see it too?
Walking past these black and white faces
Colorless faces
Meaningless faces
Black and white faces