Lyrics:

I'm high in a flat
Overlooking your town
I'm waiting for that
Non-existent sunrise to roll 'round
I'm watching the roofs
From the thirty-third floor
Over to the grey and purple hills
On the southern shore

I see through your walls

The communist wall
And in this city of the free
Where you can come and stay with me
You may look but you won't see
You won't see
I'm high in a flat
On a dying estate
Waiting for my
Disproportionate fears to dissipate
The window is wide
The comfort is cold
Somewhere in the lifeboat
Brothers stairwell lies my soul

I see through your door

Your breast-feeding whore
Who took me in and was my friend
But never came up here again
Oh, I'll repay you in the end

I'm high in a flat
Overlooking your town
I'm waiting for the towers of
Cool economy to come down
And nothing is real
And no one comes near
I'll meet you in the air
Between abstract and atmosphere

I look in your eyes
I take you deaf-blind
And you can say I told you so
To all your neighbours down below
And we'll be gone but they won't know

And through foggy London town
The sun was shining everywhere