Lunar Days

5 o’clock, and in the street by Russell Square The strip lights shine I disappear I was no one today Hearing voices hurrying through the alleyways Holloways Lunar days Down in the streets they’re falling in love Holloways Lunar days This is the year that the monster will come When it’s late November and you’re lost in the leaves And you speak in beaten copper tongues that nobody hears And I’ll come up and see you if I get out alive I quit work at half past nine on Friday night As the summer turns, I seem to fall away Gaps in the light The lunar days On the 410 Heading nowhere with no place to really go Holloways Lunar days Down in the streets they’re falling in love Holloways Lunar days This is the year that the monster will come When you lean on the stanchion and the ring roads hum And the summer whispers back to you like words of love If I call your name out, will I see you again? If I call your name out, call your name out Holloways Lunar days Down in the street they’re falling in love Holloways Lunar days This is the year that the monster will come Bending grass on playing fields In the choir the tenors weave Their voices in between: I heard the wind in the leaves So, I walked along the street with no one home Lamps no one lit, roads no one drove I was nowhere today Watching sunlight moving through the alleyways Holloways Lunar days Down in the street they’re falling in love Holloways Lunar days This is the year that the monster will come