Home- home in the late-night. and away- away in the half-life. except Saturday- crushed by the boring. until played and plagued again by the tourists. when once you had believed it. now you see it's sucking you in. to string you along with the pretense. and pave the way for the coming release. alone and prone in the half-light. and late- late to the real-life. if you find a way. into the gold rush. you will stay until the morning comes. you can normalize. don't it make you feel alive