Absent Disco
The banging sound seems so distant
It's all around I must have missed it
I'm in town but I'm not listening
Here in my own world
The music's loud but I hear whispers
Familiar sound, I can't resist it
I drown it out but it's insistent
I stay in my own world
My favourite song, an absent disco
The booze is warm, it tastes like piss, though
The night is young but where does this go
Back in my own world
Not calling out
Just crawling in
I live the life within
Not calling out
Just crawling in
I live the life within
Writer/s: Mark Acton
