as i sit here with this urgency and nobody to the side of me all quiet and alone needing answers of the unknown flitting between the real and aloof a strengthening pulse of these blues sketched out and oh so confused just keep calling put it down and it will come around a hidden street a town called obsolete put it down and it will come around a hidden street a town called obsolete i glance out at the invisible winding it round keeping me so warm impatiently overload missing someone that i ve never known flitting between the plead and the truth at times i m wondering what s the use so i ease out a righteous pursuit just keep calling just keep calling put it down and it will come around a hidden street a town called obsolete put it down and it will come around a hidden street a town called obsolete put it down and it will come around a hidden street a town called obsolete put it down and it will come around a hidden street a town called obsolete