All power ends
Streetlights die and disintegrate
But soon morning will come
Walk with me down to the port
We can watch the ghost ships come and go
All quiet in the dark

Naturally time passes through us unwanted
Changing all the shapes in a moment

Hold my cold hands
You hold them like we've just met
All shy and tender
Talk to me
'Til the city wakes from its sleep
And white noise starts bleeding in

Naturally time passes through us unwanted
Changing all the shapes every moment

But my dearest don't you change
Just stay here with me waiting
When it's not quite night
Not yet morning


Lyrics submitted by Flintyfoxy

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