Taken from Phil Vetter's second album "Sad Man Walking"
lyrics
The Crowd
Outside, naked on a cold and windy day
I see fancy cars, to silent,
for what they are suppose to be
On the sidewalk I'm crawling down my way
I am no one, no body here in the crowd
And my wisper is not more than a sound
I can't walk among the herd,
And don't know what they're doing
Everybody burns
There's a stuntman at the corner
Smashing shoppingbags to the wall
Oh, it's so hard to understand
I am no one, no body here in the crowd
And my wisper is not more than a sound
I am no one, no body here in the crowd
And my wisper is not more than a sound
I Try to climb a small hill,
Claw my fingers in a tree, to get an overview
Screaming all the names I've ever heard,
To fight insanity
Where is the sun?
oh where is the sun?
I am no one, no body here in the crowd
And my wisper is not more than a sound
I am no one, no body here in the crowd
And my wisper is not more than a sound
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