From the recording Servants Of A Plan
Lyrics
After Dark
Monday morning, King's Cross Station,
Heading for the Underground.
Frowning faces take their seat to start the journey
A rainy day in London town.
Dirty shoes and worn out strangers sit in silence for a while
Move in motion with the wheels upon the tracks
In their animated style.
The waking hours await you
The purpose of another day
After dark, headlights on
In the company of strangers,
Everybody's going home.
Lifeless buildings dressed in shadows
They conspire to steal the light.
We are beacons with the batteries on low,
One by one they're running out.
In a world of complex people living ordinary lives
Super systems that will digitize us all
Turn us into satellites.
Look at all those empty faces
Lining up before the show
After dark, headlights on
In the company of strangers,
Everybody's going home.
SOLO
Circus clowns, Rainy day,
No Emotion, Here to stay.
After dark, headlights on
In the company of strangers,
Everybody's going home
After dark.