Spoken City The Hal Al Shedad

I remember parking lots
Late at night I'd look to the stars
But all I saw were the street lights
I ran from car to car
Looking for a familiar face
But none were like mine
I was content in my thinking then
I thought they were just songs in my head

But now I hear voices speak
Under city lights
In the city nights
On the city streets
Now I hear voices calling, calling, calling
Pulling me on past the dancing I've done

As I write their words
It seems no one else can understand

How I try to stop
But they are driving me out of my head

As I write the words
I can hear the voices calling, calling

If I try to stop the voices
Just build in my head
Don't try to hold me back
The show must go on
I must continue
Quiet now, so I can hear
I must continue or else the voices will win