Steph Something - Composition, Melody, Lyrics, Guitar, Vocals

Jochen Fleischmann - Bass, Production

Rodney Vosburg - Drums

The sleeping of the city

Sleeted streets are sat beside

Looking off into the black

An infinite sits in the smog

But words fail you

Thoughts are stones

Wandering with the traffic

The night feels gone

Blinking that says nothing

A sun that drifts away

Moaning in ivory light

Without description

But words fail you

Thoughts are stones

Wandering with the traffic

The night feels gone

Each night drifting

Cars skating and stalling

Few still awake

You sit, you stare

Knowing almost nothing

Of this

Strange place

Of all

Things

The moon

Seems to cry

The night feels gone