chorus
float away on the silence of darkness
shimmering lamp lights goad the will,
someone is watching the world at rest
bunches of dreams that lie unfulfilled,
arms lay around loved ones sleeping
love is the blanket that warms the heart,
around this town where much is of fate
pretty hearts can dwell in the ugliest parts,
now, hear the chorus of the night time
rather more tuneful than the bleaching sun,
nothing expected but peace and resting
cause for concern there seems to be none,
tried and tested methods deployed and used
rehabilitated voices sing a gentle mew,
go into the battle of sleep with a smile
know the chorus and sing it through,
