Faces - Clara Luzia

A wall full of windows

And no people behind

The window panes full of stains

From the pigeons, the rats

The pigeons, the rats

Feeding prohibited

That’s what the sign says

Does that include me?

Please people feed me

Please people feed me

Where are the faces to the sounds?

I can hear your voices that surround

Me all day and all night long

Where are the faces to the sounds?

I can hear your voices that surround

Me all day and all night long

I can hear you yelling in the stairway

You complain about everything that crosses your way

Please people feed me

Please people feed me

The curtains don’t change

They are hardly ever pulled back

No chance to ever track

Somebody down

No chance to track somebody down

Where are the faces to the sounds?

I can hear your voices that surround

Me all day and all night long

Where are the faces to the sounds?

I can hear your voices that surround

Me all day and all night long

At night the lights go on

Behind the curtains

There must be someone

Somebody is awake

But no faces to the lights appear

There’s only sound in here

Where are the faces to the sounds?

I can hear your voices that surround

Me all day and all night long

Where are the faces to the sounds?

I can hear your voices that surround

Me all day and all night long

Where are the faces to the sounds?

I can hear your voices that surround

Me all day and all night long

Where are the faces to the sounds?

I can hear your voices that surround

Me all day and all night long

Where are the faces to the sounds?

I can hear your voices that surround

Me all day and all night long