Meander round the bend Memories so blurry and incomplete Too much soft focus no sharp relief The curtain's closed Spinning round and zoning out again The trees the cars and a buzzing light That white noise sound Is a river underground Still flowing now? The house is sinking down We're drunk inside the dreams with the falling leaves The trees the cars and a buzzing light That white noise sound Is a river underground The trees the cars and a buzzing light That white noise sound Is a river underground Still flowing now?