Pay attention
To the senses
As you traverse the city streets
You traverse the city streets
Innumerate strangers
With immeasurable fears
Seeping through paper thin veils
Seeping through paper thin veils
All of us
Rife with worry
Too scared to admit that we're winging it
Too scared to admit that we're winging it
Too scared to admit that we're winging it
A little more
Honest conversation
Would put us all at ease
It would put us all at ease
It would put us all at ease
All of us
Rife with worry
Too scared to admit that we're winging it
Too scared to admit that we're winging it
Too scared to admit that we're winging it
A little more
Honest conversation
Would put us all at ease
It would put us all at ease
It would put us all at ease
All of us
Rife with worry
Too scared to admit that we're winging it
Too scared to admit that we're winging it
Too scared to admit that we're winging it
A little more
Honest conversation
Would put us all at ease
It would put us all at ease
It would put us all at ease