The lights are out sky’s getting bright,
The sleepy dusk fills up the place
Towards the eastward stripe of chrome
Through empty streets I’m going home
I… I am no more
By dawn I am no longer here; I’m gone
When the fighting’s done and the uproar’s down,
When my mind is sober and my head is light,
I am striding idly the sleeping town
With every step the feeling’s stronger –
my rout correct, decision right
I am no more
When there’s nothing left to do, when the games are over
Like the crowds that disappeared as the night got older
And like the wine that has been drunk
the time has passed, the hours have shrunk
In the light air only two of us now roam –
just me and the emptiness; she escorts me as I’m going
home