"Emptily Through Holloway" lyrics

Cancel the car to number ten
Such a thick fog rolling in
I played my cards on unreal glass
I left the party next to last

Friday night to Sunday morning, I go on
I don't know if I am really here at all
Monday down to Friday night, I work all day
Move emptily, so emptily through Holloway

Forget my face, I won't be back
I hear your friends have turned their backs
When summer comes where Rose Street winds
The longing makes you close your eyes

It's unreal, so unreal
To walk along these streets
It's unreal, so unreal
To close your eyes and breathe

Friday night to Sunday morning, I go on
I don't know if I am really here at all
Monday down to Friday night, I work all day
Move emptily, so emptily through Holloway