Endless streets and houses, boxes in a row
Walls of steel and concrete - steadily they grow
A million in a million, a cog in endless wheels
He contributes one hammer blow, one drop of gasoline
Nothingness is killing all his time
Never felt the spark to power up his life
The weather never changes between these old walls
The perfect human has no heart and soul
A tidy brief acquaintance, he's like them all
And we forget their faces, as they come and go
He has no inner power, he has no time to dream
His life is full and perfect, he has no need to scream
Nothingness is killing all his time
Never felt the spark to power up his life
Nothingness is killing all his time
Never felt the spark to power up his life
The weather never changes between these old walls
The perfect human has no heart and soul