Voices

This is the hour when the city turns blue

This is the time of the lost and found

They loose the nutters in the Underground

Everything's far and nothing is true



When the streets don't feel like a neutral zone

Or the stranger's eye like a neutral glance

The very next step might blow your chance

Of finding your way home alone —



Look sharp

It's like an opening door, look sharp

It's what we came here for, look sharp

You never know what the wind may blow



And your life's like the voice

in the room upstairs

Raised to someone you never hear

You can try and try, it never comes clear

Are you swearing or saying your prayers?



But the eyes are wide

that were shut for shame

Dogs in their backyards jump up and bark

Hull and Halifax wake in the dark

Like someone was calling their name —



Look sharp

It's like an opening door, look sharp

It's what we came here for, look sharp

You never know what the wind may blow



This is the hour when the city turns blue

This is the time of the lost and found

There's no saviours hanging around

Keeping a watch over you



There's words on the wall and a stinking lift

I hold my breath to the 14th floor

Empty-handed I knock at your door

My empty hands are my gift —



Look sharp

It's like an opening door, look sharp

It's what we came here for, look sharp

You never know what the wind may blow