My forgotten dear

To listen to the ecos of your own steps

To walk down long streets

Hey, milk man, stop a while.

Spill the milk over this night

Water hose street cleaners can give

you a hand to do that.

Oh, will I be able to leave

tonight

Oh, this city

after you now,

My forgotten dear

With the people who're waiting

for the tram that never will come

Drunkman, you're my brother

Just like the wind scattering

the newspaper pages down the street

Oh, midnight news,

Oh, will you meet me

my forgotten dear

Thanks! ❤
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