London City Early Morning

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© Offfocus
It’s 5 o’clock and I can’t stay
In bed - light rain, first grey light of the day
So fragile still unhasty and so laid back
The colours are reflected by wet black

Hey mega City I love you this way
Much more as after all your glitter on
I love your night folks and the workers
Lingering along their way
Watch at their watches
Carrying their paper cup
Smoking cigarettes
And talking gently what is up today


It’s 5 o’clock and I can’t stay
In bed - light rain, first grey light of the day
So fragile still unhasty and so laid back
The colours are reflected by wet black

Hey old Lady there’s still some individuality left in your veins
Look at the two police men walking along your roads
The Binmen
The Busdriver
And the fancy lady, not fancy anymore
Hey old Lady remember your eternal values
Don’t let them go for more business, more fortune, more admiration