Feels So Real - The Clockworks

There’s a buzz in the air

By the glow of the lamps

The city’s a lady

The city’s a tramp

I said I’d be there by six

But it’s already eight

It’s a state of the times

That time’s at the stake

When there’s history to make

Tripping over bottle tops, skip round syringes

Trollies in the river and gates off their hinges

It feels so real to me

There’s a laugh on a park bench

And doves on the scene

The city’s the siz of

The places you’ve been

Th people you’ve seen around

Sirens whine

As hopefuls line

Up for the club

Looking for love

In the dark

Blind man’s bluff of the heart

Tripping over bottle tops, skip round syringes

Trollies in the river and gates off their hinges

It feels so real to me

And a 20 foot sign says

«You'll never find love

You’ll never find love

No, you’ll never find love

Until you buy these gloves»

Then through a chink in the night

The last of the light

Hits your delicate face and I smile

I smile

And it feels so real to me."