There might be music on the he street Forty floors below my feet Static from a dying star Comes as far, comes as far Random voices on a show Wisdom of the radio They promise heaven down the line Even mine, even mine Put out the lights Put out the lights Put out the lights on London City the dark is warm Let me take you in my arms Put out the lights Put out the lights Put out the lights on London City keep the creatures safe from harm Every place that I have been Leaves a message on my skin So many prophecies and signs So little time, so little time Chourus x2