A wall full of windows And no people behind The window panes full of stains From the pigeons, the rats The pigeons, the rats That's what the sign says Does that include me Please people feed me Please people feed me Where are the faces to the sounds I can hear your voices that surround Me all day and all night long I can hear you yelling in the stairway You complain about everything that crosses your way Please people feed me Please pleople feed me The curtains don't change They are hardly ever pulled back No chance to ever track Somebody down No chance to track somebody down At night the lights go on Behind the curtains There must be someone Somebody is awake But no faces to the lights appear There's only sound in here