Central Time
Pokey Lafarge
2:59The drunks are all sober, on their way into town By taxi and subway train They're seated in the theatre when the houselights go down And the band slowly walks on the stage So many faces you cannot see And the orchestra played in the balcony Lost in the crowd The baby is sleeping, though the converts yell "encore" The curtain comes to a close The audience is leaving, for the concert is over The singer sits backstage alone She wipes off her make-up and walks out the door Disguised as herself, no longer adored Lost in the crowd Young man on the corner, a sign by his side It says "please help, I'm hungry" They're all on their cellphones, they go walking by To find somewhere to spend their money He's just a shadow that no one can see They don't know his name and he'll always be Lost in the crowd The party is over, the moon shuts its eye In the alley, the cats start to moan Now that we're older, can't stay out all night And we find ourselves in bed alone So many people we cannot see Behind the walls of this old city Lost in the crowd