Ghost of a Path

I watch the fullmoon wandering,
passing along my PC screen.
There is light shining in my back,
it arranges this deep night scene.

Same time another place ...

Light luminates a living room ...
... of a family the hood.
Brighten the night, symbol of hope,
for them trying to be good!

Same time another place ...

My city, my city,
loads of electricity.
My city, my city.
Meet the people!

Another time another place:
The boy sees her face and (2. Voice: Loads of electricity.) will never again.
And again and again,
talk man talk, run man run!

Same time another place ...

...
... under construction:
... nice rooms, kitchen and living room parties ...
...

Same time another place ...

My city, my city,
loads of electricity.
My city, my city ...
... becomes an industry.

And she's wild.

With the words of a citizen:
I do not feel connected,
and I never get the glue.
I don't fear, but respect it.
Is it the same with you?