From my window I see roads

Lead to darkness, leading home

In the midnight of a soul's unsleeping

Hear the waterfall of women weeping

Hear the distant noise of traffic stalling

Hear the prostituted children calling





From the barred and mesh- floor streets

Of a winter's night,without a moon

I am safe-hidden here.

I am safe-hidden here

Hiding out



I look over the chequerd fields

And the towering web of steel

Young and old will sit and judge unfeeling

While the empty church's bell are pealing

And the green hills lay ignored, untended

Lonely watchers remain unbefriended



And out in the one way streets

Is a swelling maze,without a door

I am safe-hidden here

I am safe-hidden here

Hiding out