I wouldn't want to go home on a night like this

When I find out that some of the past has been missed

And the light in the window has burned it's fuse

I pull everything inwards but everything's loose

Everything inwards, but everything's loose

Everything inwards, but everything's loose

I wouldn't want to stay out with news like this

All the engines too loud all the pavements hiss

How the scouts in the stairwell will ?meet? again

I pull everything inwards but everything's ?changed?