A Mood Apart

They've seen my image The sightings all have names A dress that moves in figure Brushing windowpanes I'm not aligned And I can't be measured From the street to my mind It's a howling desert Is it safe, is it fine Have I been detected In the sun I'm a line That is undirected They're alone, they're alone They're alone when I'm here They're alone, they're alone They're alone when I'm here I'm not aligned And I can't be measured From the street to my mind It's a howling desert Let it rain, let me dry Let me drink this weather From the street to my mind It's a howling desert