The city called me so I camenIt isn't mine to question what it saidnI sleep until the point when I'm awakenI walk until there's nothing left to treknAnd everyone is looking for an answernAnd everyone is waiting for a breaknI came and I was bored of it soon afternBut I had nowhere to go and so I stayednI dreamed a lifetime of this placenIt seemed an awful thing to wastenWell the morning fills my mouth up with decaynI like it, it reminds me how you tastenSometimes I feel you rising up behind me like the windnBut I still try to look awaynWhat will you look like when you're old?n(What will you look like when you're old?)nWhat will I do if I don't know you?n(What will I do if I don't know you?)nI guess that I decided not to ask the day I took the roadnDown to the city as it callednSun making silhouettes of gauzenI don't remember you at allnThe city called me and I camenIt isn't mine to question whynSometimes the clouds will rise ahead, I hear your namenIt's like a choir in the skynWhat will you look like when you're old?n(What will you look like when you're old?)nWhat will I do if I don't know you?n(What will I do if I don't know you?)nI guess that I decided not to know the day I took the roadnDown to the city as it callednSun making silhouettes of gauzenI don't remember you at allnThey pulled a human from my waistnIt had your mouth, it had your facenI would have kept it if I'd stayed.