Cat On A Windowsill

Just another day rolling down the hill
Watching like a cat on a windowsill
Stories unfold, flickering frames
Priceless moments, throwaways

No one can see that far
Through the haze of love and the fog of war
Watching like a cat on a windowsill
Just another day rolling down the hill

Break a wineglass in the kitchen sink
Glued to the sofa while the telephone rings
Once you know, you can't unknow
Business is business, it's nothing personal

No one can be that close
And understand how it all came loose
The lights flash while the world is still
Just another day rolling down thе hill

Chains break
Chains break
Chains break

Words running likе a ticker on the edge of the screen
Spray paint on the side of the train
Running wild off the rails diving into the earth
Towards lost cities under the kingdoms we've built

Our lives, our homes, where we're always and never alone
Our lives, our homes, where we're always and never alone
Our lives, our homes, where we're always and never alone
Our lives, our homes, where we're always and never alone

Just another day rolling down the hill
Just another day rolling down the hill