[Written by Steven Wilson]

The letters pile up in the hallway

Junk mail and bills from the catalogues
And the neighbours have guessed 'cos I've cancelled the milk
And they don't hear your voice through the walls anymore


How is your life today ?


I was kissed on the cheek by a cold mouth
While the taxi was waiting like a getaway car
Each second seems like a lifetime

And the cat it's been staring at me all this time

How is your life today ?