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The traffic has gone quiet

Just the finger-tip drumming

Of the last train on the hill

Now only I can hear it coming

And the moon is way up high

Like a giant map-maker

She paints the windows of our house

With a yellow highlighter

And a voice says This Is London

And I wait and count the beats

And the night fills up the valley

And the cleaners clean the streets

And the words bounce off the satellites

And they fall back down to earth

Across miles and miles of ocean

To the city of my birth

And the inattentive drivers

And the black ice on the bridges

And the friends who break their promises

And the comfortless strangers

I can see them all a-circling

Out there in the future

But tonight they can’t hurt you

Tonight they don’t matter

Ch

I know you are asleep now

You’ve gone heavy on my shoulder

I carry you to your bed

Like a boat across the water

Ch

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