lonely foggy place
small deserted space
Abandoned barren lost in slum
close full of dump

faint shine of stars
wail of police cars
Graffiti walls and wire-nettings
Round a glowing lamp

From dusk till early dawn
The lamp-post stays alone
sole passer goes past
Dissolving in the night

The tramps in dirty suits
The gangs of reckless yoots
Some strangers step into
And out of the light

DAY IS OVER, SUN IS DOWN
EMPTY STREETS OF SLEEPING TOWN
LATEST HOPE IS GOING TO EXPIRE
ROAD IS GONE AND TIME IS OUT
TIRED MIND IS FULL OF DOUBT
BUT SOMEBODY ALWAYS STARTS FIRE

By nights some barren sprite
Turns on the lamp-post bright
The gutter kids espied his work
But no one saw his face

gleaming yellow eye
When fear is drawing nigh
small lighthouse in urban maze
Can help to find the trace