well citizens that about wraps it up here on meridian for the off world news bulletin here in babylon today the dome temperature will be a comfortable twenty eight degrees with a low humidity more news at noon from meridian the voice of babylon talk to me talk to the stranger talk to the stranger tired of wasting precious time praying for the rain rip away my innocence take away the pain everyday i fantasize sad enough but true dreaming of a better life outside this room wizened the expressionless faces made of clay colour ground to monochrome dirty shades of grey counting our tomorrows like all our yesterdays carbon copies thrown around rewind erase talk to me now talk to the stranger turn a shrouded face to the light burn beyond this place to another world talk to me now talk to the stranger talk to me now talk to the stranger throw this isolation a line don t deny this taste of another girl talk to me now talk to the stranger i could give her everything if she has the key she who holds this beating heart tears it out of me patience is a lonely sound now it s wearing thin losing my control around this fire within talk to me now talk to the stranger turn a shrouded face to the light burn beyond this place to another world talk to me now talk to the stranger talk to me now talk to the stranger throw this isolation a line don t deny this taste of another girl talk to me now talk to the stranger talk to the stranger talk to me now talk to the stranger turn a shrouded face to the light burn beyond this place to another world talk to me now talk to the stranger talk to me now talk to the stranger throw this isolation a line don t deny this taste of another girl talk to me now talk to the stranger talk to me now talk to the stranger throw this isolation a line don t deny this taste of another girl talk to me now talk to the stranger talk talk talk to the stranger talk talk talk to the stranger