Tubeway Army Zero Bars
My name is Smith Your silence is my trade My name is Smith Here in this bar you fade out
Time heals nothing It merely rearranges our memory In zero bars Even time no longer seems willing to try
Please look around Empty faces that never quite die Don't be surprised Their bodies move by habit, look in their eyes
Nothing is real If you break down and cry they won't even stare Nobody feels It's far too risky to admit that you care
My name is Smith Your silence is my trade My name is Smith Here in this bar you fade out
