The Hour Before Dawn

Seamlessly she's sleeping

Somewhere in the distance

Chiming tower silence

Amplify his stride

The priest reveres the pulpit

A taxi passes over

A broken cigarette

Left behind last night

The moon hangs by a thread

The leaves are all but dead

I guess tonight you're on your own

Ripple and reflection

Clinging to the water

Somber sober moments

Curve the hands of time

A stranger softly spoken

A withered pointing finger

The bedless and bereaved

A long foreboding night

A whisper from the trees

The neons start to bleed

On the loneliest night of my life

Weeping willow waiting

To cry upon a shoulder

The city heart is beating

Neath cobbles under foot

A slender shadow lingers

Silent under lamplight

Another silhouette

Behind venetian blind

The hour before dawn

The darkest of them all

On the loneliest night of my life

As the new day begins

The old day remains for a few

Me and you