| Song | Empty City |
| Artist | Gentle Giant |
| Album | Interview |
| 1. She knows the streets | |
| where she walks, | |
| never were paved with gold | |
| can't return, | |
| but won't dream till she's old. | |
| leaving it soon behind | |
| city so cold. | |
| And everyday now so long, | |
| how could she have been so wrong. | |
| 2. And as the morning comes, | |
| shadows on her fall upon, | |
| walking crowded the streets | |
| she looked on, | |
| packs her case | |
| and tomorrow she's gone. | |
| And everyday now so long, | |
| how could she have been so wrong. |