(P.Mark)
From the album IndigoVertigo

The sun is slowly setting
On this dead end town
The sun is slowly setting
On this dead end town
The rich keep getting richer
And the poor keep sinking on down

I used to ride the highways
Now I stay behind closed doors
The streets I watch on TV
They can’t reach me anymore
The sun is slowly setting
On this dead end town
The rich keep getting richer
And the poor keep sinking on down

Shuffling in the hallway
A note beneath my door
They say this is the last time
But they always come back for more
The sun is slowly setting
On this dead end town
The rich keep getting richer
And the poor keep sinking on down