Many people
Can't see no one
All night and day
They make their way

Ants are following
Their courses in lines
Bumping shoulders
Running against time

I shake or nod my head
And leave it behind
And so I'll never
Gonna cross it again

Many people
Can't see no one
All night and day
They make their way

In autopilot
They always do the same
Going through life
Without a name

It's always there
When you look at their eyes
An apportunity
To see what's inside