urban cyclops is fine today
I wonder your sight is unstraight
what we want is only reply
in the world of silent savant


do not you feel sad
for they call "silly"
do not you feel so sad
whenever they laugh out
---NOISE.



the lonesome on your ring finger
smiles, smiles , smiles thousand times
it can't make sense
it can't be any truth
the savants in your unflat eye
smile , smile , smile thousand times ?
no one makes sense
and you will die yet



urban cyclops is deaf today
your philosophoid is emptiness
what we know is only nothing
our all coins drop into ash


do not you feel bad
not sad and not mad
do not you feel so numb
whenever they says good
------------- NOISE.


your lonesome on your ring finger
smiles. smiles. smiles. last times.
and you leave anything
and you never reach it


the savant in your ordinary days
smiles, smiles, smiles, makes you smile
maybe you know he lies
and you will die yet


movies, news, stories, papers
books, times, heroes, devils,
they says same words in last scene
like sadnessfull heaven


urban cyclops is lonesome today
smiles, smiles , smiles thousand times
we have to say good bye
cause can't understand you

maybe you know I lay

maybe you know you lie