The lights are out sky’s getting bright, The sleepy dusk fills up the place Towards the eastward stripe of chrome Through empty streets I’m going home
I… I am no more By dawn I am no longer here; I’m gone When the fighting’s done and the uproar’s down, When my mind is sober and my head is light, I am striding idly the sleeping town With every step the feeling’s stronger – my rout correct, decision right
I am no more When there’s nothing left to do, when the games are over Like the crowds that disappeared as the night got older And like the wine that has been drunk the time has passed, the hours have shrunk
In the light air only two of us now roam – just me and the emptiness; she escorts me as I’m going home