sundark on darker streets. its violent times for weary feet.
carjackers and bullet showers. a yellow sign. too many fools in power
but see. i will be gone by morning. my dear friend i lost pur fight
forget me. i wash myself in your grey slowing night.
coming down from darkened heights. i taste the thames with my cycle lights
by saint paul's by big ben. by god's name, i repent.
but see. i will be gone by morning my dear london goodnight
forget me, i wash my haself in your grey river light.
1 | The city |
2 | Hard times |
3 | Tristan |
4 | The Magic Position |
5 | Wind in the Wires |
6 | A Boy Like Me |
7 | Born To Die |
8 | Teignmouth |
9 | Souvenirs |
10 | Paris |