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| When Foxes rule the Street © Copyright George Papavgeris, March 2009 It's peaceful in the town There's nothing doing, nothing going down The night has won the day And every colour's now a shade of grey There's thunder in the skies above The raindrops now are turning into sleet The frozen mist to ice As houses close their eyes And foxes rule the street You can't tell rich from poor No way to know what lies behind each door All curtains look the same But is there life behind each window frame? It seems the people disappeared And left behind them brick, stone and concrete (like) Discarded giant dice As houses close their eyes And foxes rule the street How calm it all now seems How innocent the sinner in his dreams (but) It's only a disguise The signs still advertise their neon lies For there's another world out there And for the right amount if you're discreet You can still find Paradise As houses close their eyes And foxes rule the street So please don't go out there There's nothing you may find that we can't spare The nighttime holds no prize Just dreams to cover up the compromise And we'll make do with what we have As long as I'm with you I feel complete For now let this suffice As houses close their eyes Let foxes rule the street |
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