Lights - Impera

On top of concrete foundations

Above rivers of shit

The frantic veins of the city

Lit up by cancerous cells

Towers do light up the sky

But don’t get anyone closer to the stars

False lights that obscure the real night

Leave all wondering what the sky looks like

An inescapable virus

The touch of man

A being made to move

Trapped by himself

The understanding of greatness

Over the understatement that we’re small

Is only ever achievable

When you place yourself in scale

It’s time to look further

Seek out the answers

Justify our impotence

It’s time to go home