We walked until there were no more lights
and the weak flames we had lit to mark the days
were turned thin and banished
by the wind from the dark sea
And looking back the warm city was no longer close
And we had walked until there were no more lights
I walked until there were no more lights
and the electric seaside shriek was swept away.
I walked long until I vanished
where the lights of the fair didn’t reach the sea.
And looking ahead the cold tide rose
And i waited for there to be no more lights.