Can you find me In the shopping centre? My feet stuck, my feet stu-u In the escalator So, was pleasant day I just found you That enchanting face Mixed with metal tube Dreaming Escalator, escalator Escalator, escalator Can you find me In the shopping centre? My feet stuck, my feet stu-u In the escalator Can you find me In the shopping centre? My feet stuck, my feet stu-u In the escalator Disfigured man Should be disappeared Escalator, escalator Escalator, escalator Can you find me In the shopping centre? My feet stuck, my feet stu-u In the еscalator Can you find me In the shopping centrе? My feet stuck, my feet stu-u In the escalator

We are escalator walkers In the brand-new temple Came to reshape identities Shed our skins, be reborn And feel the same, feel the same That no one here is real We are moving standees In the shrine of choices Incarcerated between floors Of hope and disappointment We feel the same, feel the same No one here is real We feel the same, feel the same That nothing here is still We are stairway drifters Made of cyber paper Google boys and Wiki girls Children of the self-care We come to pray every single training day Looking for a chance to survive Buying reduced price illusions Floating into another light Melting into another lonely crowd We feel the same, feel the same That no one here is real We feel the same, feel the same That nothing here is still (still, still, still) Used to have our love And now disposable needs Used to have our souls And now refined new skins Dragging our feet Tired and deceived, slowly moving on Bracing shaky legs Against all those wasted years We roll the boulders of sins Up a hill of new days (Up, up, up) A hill of new days In the arms of the setting sun Our burdens cast shadows over fiery ground Catching final rays We try to reach the journey's end before the sun will die We sense we're almost there (we sense we're almost there) But the night comes too soon (the night comes to soon) And we crawl in the dark (we crawl in the dark, we crawl in the dark) Not ready to face up (not ready to face up) To unknowing lies (to unknowing lies) We ache to go back (ache to go back, ache to go back) But we can't stop But we can't stop So we walk ahead So we walk ahead But we can't stop But we can't stop So we walk ahead So we walk ahead Walk ahead

I'm gazing at faces Staring blankly at me I suppose it's just a sign of the times They tell me tomorrow will never arrive But I've seen it end a million times I lost my direction while dodging the flak Oh give me a hint or something Now they can erase us At the flick of a switch How long will they wait No! There must be something wrong boys Obnoxious actions Obnoxious results Teachers who refuse to be taught Distorted pictures And dizzy, dizzy people Rush by me at the speed of thought Sitting at tables And throwing the scraps For Christ's' sake leave them something Now they can erase us At the flick of a switch Will they hesitate No! There must be something wrong boys They're dragging me down Eden There's no Eden, anyway. They're dragging me down You either swim or you drown