"Relative" genre: New Wave
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	An extended club track, rich in atmospherics and textures
	CD: Fron the upcooming release, 'The Dignity of Labour' Credits: Vox/Machines: Taylor
	Lyrics He climbs out of the limo Into the stare of a chaperone And a voice I barely recognize Is trading money on the phone I wonder if he’ll notice me And the envy on my face Infant in my fascination Longing for his place Whatever reason you can give For the way you choose to live It doesn’t matter in the end Everything is relative For every poor man with disease There’s a rich man on his knees A sinner, one who can’t forgive Everything is relative I’m waiting at the traffic light In my Deutsches autocar When he stumbles through the interstreet Drinking poison from a jar He wonders if I’ll notice him And the tears upon his face Soaked in his predestination Longing for my place Whatever reason you can give For the way you choose to live It doesn’t matter in the end Everything is relative For every poor man with disease There’s a rich man on his knees A sinner, one who can’t forgive Everything is relative The blades are always greener On the other side of fate But only relativity Can differences create Whatever reason you can give For the way you choose to live It doesn’t matter in the end Everything is relative For every poor man with disease There’s a rich man on his knees A sinner, one who can’t forgive Everything is relative

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