From another place, you can see the whole world
Stolen lamps is what he carried
Talkative, but to no one in particular
He made is way through the crowd
He saw people he knew - or knew him
But he looked away
He was on a mission, not to be interrupted
Spectators were inevitable, long nights had made him this way
Grave danger is what he sought, but he was wearing a helmet, so he was gonna be okay
Find him in his office and you wouldn’t notice anything particular about him
Here, he was a star
Not the kind one sees on tv
No, the kind you could only see when it’s dark and there are not too many lights around
You got to hand it to him, how he made use of the situation
He took what he had, the lamps, and turned it into a paradise
He stayed there, because better, it would not get
Joined he was not, but he still had favours to call