Over fences and through backyards
We tiptoe past empty boxcars
So as to not wake the bums inside
Industry that once thrived now is gone
Abandoned factories and tracks trains ran on
Are all that’s left from those days
Through barbed wire fence we see sculptures in a field
We find some maps at the front gate
And walk inside to investigate
Following a stream, it leads a path to the sewer’s entrance
Ever wonder how it looks down under the concrete?

Over murky water we ride
Through concrete tubes we float inside
Our voices echoing through the endless darkness
Oblivious to life above, our minds are clear no mental spewage
The voice in my head is dead, maybe he drowned in the sewage
When we emerge through darkness sunlight sleeps, and we all go home to sleep
Concluding the tour for this day
Other sights we’ve never seen
And places that we’ve never been
We’ll find when things get stagnant again

Come on, let’s go outside and take a look and see what we can find
In this city leave these four walls far behind
Come on
Come on!

Lyrics submitted by Weathered_Tome

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