Can`t Get Through (hidden)

Three tower blocks glinting in the midday sun. Two ice cubes melting in a glass of white rum. Head for the places that I`ve never gone. (I can`t get through to myself. Just can`t get through to myself.) Eight beggers choking on a slice of red pie. Two rivers freezing in a broken goodbye. No hesitation, just a kick in the eye. (I can`t get through to myself. Just can`t get through to myself.) And we do alot of learning everyday or so it seems but the road it keeps turning and i`m right back here again. Blue leather jacket and a helium voice. (I can`t get through to myself.) My head is reeling from too much choice. (I can`t get through to myself. I can`t get through to myself. Just can`t get through to myself... etc)