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