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