As you have entered wrong door, having mixed color codes,
And right now, and right now all things seem to be wrong.
Here is a silent film show, here they slow down their step.
It's a silent film show, here they forget their breath.
And if it all is for sale, where's the bottom then?
Yet you can't say anything - it's a silent film,
Everyone in this city must think just the same.
Someone must have made silence the rule of the game.
Even if you melt down,
Just like that, by odd chance,
There's still silent film,
But no words: Hold your tongue.
And so it is - as the objects are leaving their seats.
And your own thoughts like a beast that laid low between treats.
It's a silent film show, that's it.
Here you forget how to breathe, here you forget...
Even if you melt down,
Just like that, by odd chance,
There's still silent film,
But no...