All power ends
Streetlights die and disintegrate but soon morning [bad word] Walk with me down to the port
We can watch the ghost [bad word] and go - all quiet in the dark

Naturally time passes through us unwanted
Changing all the shapes every 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