It punctures the side of the model we favoured
If this is the death of the Ptolemaic, where can’t we stand?
These city lights reveal the depths of the maw of progress
Did they tell you you’d belong?

At least there’s a market for emergencies
There’s a market for emergencies

Let’s cut to the chase now
And cut out the rules

You pulled the plug on the world we created
If this is the death of the Ptolemaic, where can’t I stand?
These city lights reveal the cracks in this world of progress
Did they tell you you’d belong?

Let’s cut to the chase now
And cut out the rules
Let’s cut to the chase now
If the world’s just talking, then there must be something more to say

Did they tell you you’d belong?

There’s a market for emergencies