As I sit here with this urgency
And nobody to the side of me
All quiet and alone
Needing answers of the unknown
Flitting between the real and aloof
A strenghtening pulse of these blues
Sketched out and oh so confused
Just keep calling
Just keep calling
Put it down and it will come around
A hidden street
A town called obsolete
Put it down and it will come around
A hidden street
A town called obsolete
I glance out at the invisible
Winding it round keeping me so warm
Impatiently overload
Missing someone that I've never known
Flitting between the plead and the truth
At times I'm wondering what's the use?
So I ease out a righteous pursuit
Just keep calling
Just keep calling
Put it down and it will come around
A hidden street
A town called obsolete
