Lunar Days - The Clientele

5 o’clock, and in the street by Russell Square

The strip lights shine

I disappear

I was no one today

Hearing voices hurrying through the alleyways

Holloways

Lunar days

Down in the streets they’re falling in love

Holloways

Lunar days

This is the year that the monster will come

When it’s late November and you’re lost in the leaves

And you speak in beaten copper tongues that nobody hears

And I’ll come up and see you if I get out alive

I quit work at half past nine on Friday night

As the summer turns, I seem to fall away

Gaps in the light

The lunar days

On the 410

Heading nowhere with no place to really go

Holloways

Lunar days

Down in the streets they’re falling in love

Holloways

Lunar days

This is the year that the monster will come

When you lean on the stanchion and the ring roads hum

And the summer whispers back to you like words of love

If I call your name out, will I see you again?

If I call your name out, call your name out

Holloways

Lunar days

Down in the street they’re falling in love

Holloways

Lunar days

This is the year that the monster will come

Bending grass on playing fields

In the choir the tenors weave

Their voices in between:

I heard the wind in the leaves

So, I walked along the street with no one home

Lamps no one lit, roads no one drove

I was nowhere today

Watching sunlight moving through the alleyways

Holloways

Lunar days

Down in the street they’re falling in love

Holloways

Lunar days

This is the year that the monster will come