With a yawn

the peaceful city goes to sleep.

"It’s long ‘til dawn"

cries a siren in the street.

‘Cause the night

is where the young bold lovers rule

a reign of spite

daytimes they’re hidden in the clouds



Click, clack, cluck!

When their feet clack to the ground,

click, clack, cluck,

oh, it makes a lovely sound



‘Cause the air is clean,

where the danger’s always near.

It’s easy seen,

they’re unfamiliar with fear



‘Cause boys,

wanna know what makes men crawl,

what makes empires fall.

Wanna hear and see it all,

‘cause it seems to them

a mystic and unbelievable.



Don L. Lee

and the sisters of the night

is yours for free

if you wanna take a bite



‘Cause love is cheap

and nutritious in the streets.

We hide and seek

it’s easy not to fall asleep.



‘Cause boys,

wanna know what makes men crawl,

what makes empires fall.

Wanna hear and see it all,

‘cause it seems to them

a mystic and unbelievable.



Lofty hills of laughs we climb

sugary spices waits outside

time is on our side

and we have everything to gain

But if you hear the mountains swing

and if you hear the angels roar

let me know,

I’ll play the chord,

there’s a strength

in our flow

that would make a strong man bow,



Oh, it’s a marvel to be seen

how it flows

in chryzantemummy green.

But some do scorn,

hearing the fleshy engines roar,

afraid to show

where their angelheads do grow



‘Cause boys,

wanna know what makes men crawl,

what makes empires fall.

Wanna hear and see it all,

‘cause it seems to them

a mystic and unbelievable