These dusts are floating in the air The lights are shining through your hair Looking at the window, You muse with sitting on my chair So slow Sound of radio Black hole Life goes on These days and nights are gone You are the new phenomenon I saw a shadow New phenomenon That’s right New phenomenon These birds never leave the town because they know this world is upside down You turn around as I lie on the ground Dance hall Eight ball Sand wall Rise and fall The numbness goes to my toes The new phenomenon I saw your ghost in my meditation tonight You cut my throat slowly with the knife These dusts float in the air The light shines through your hair Black hole Life goes on You are the new phenomenon I saw your ghost tonight