Sandpaper
Silk, velvet
Smoke rings
You blow into the air
You are so afraid
But no one notices
You are an outsider
And again the evil eye stares
At your back and
You turn around
But no one is there
As rings of smoke
You rise into the air
You see figures
In the fog
You hear a voice so afar
You are an outsider
And again the evil eye stares
At your back and
You turn around
But no one is there
Tall shadows dance
On the walls
Around you
You hear laughing
When the doors open
You float on the surface
And don't sink
You are in the air
You are an outsider
You are an outsider