Is Anybody Out There - The Downtown Fiction

Stand in line like military time

Flowers blooming up from dirt

Wear the ties and complicated lines

There’s wrinkles on a fresh-pressed shirt

He stands alone, conforming on his own

He’s thinking but he does not speak

He tries to fight the edges on his mind

But she is what he truly seeks, but she is what he truly seeks

Hey, is anybody out there?

I’m reaching out

Hey, is anybody out there?

I’m coming down

Hey, is anybody out there?

I’m freaking out, I’m freaking out

The heat does rise, preform in double time

The sweat is falling from his brow

He’s near his prize, but she begins to fly

He knows that he must act, the time is now

A dance they play, an ancient lover’s game

Averts his eyes and chooses not to stare

The trick, he sees, is aiming not to please

Pretending that he doesn’t really care

If you want her, then pretend that you don’t care

Hey, is anybody out there?

I’m reaching out

Hey, is anybody out there?

I’m coming down

Hey, is anybody out there?

I’m freaking out, I’m freaking out.

We’re trapped inside this star

And we have gone too far

All we want is to escape, escape, escape

Hey, is there anybody out there?

So shout it out

Hey, is anybody out there?

I’m reaching out

Hey, is anybody out there?

I’m coming down

Hey, is anybody out there?

I’m freaking out, I’m freaking out