Coldness

The city is running too fast to realize

And old man is dying under rags 'n' dust

The streets like rivers but full of people

I never felt so alone in all my life

...I never felt so alone...

No one cares no one knows the coldness as the only law

I feel it through my veins

Hard to talk and meet the eyes, misty wheatyer on our

days

Where do we go wrong??

They call it progress I call it sadness

If everyone is closed in his brainstorm

We lose the essence of a good living

Am I pathetic or just a realist?

...I call it sadness...

No one cares no one knows the coldness as the only law

I feel it through my veins

Hard to talk and meet the eyes, misty wheatyer on our

days

Where do we go wrong??