This is the hour when the city turns blue nThis is the time of the lost and found nThey loose the nutters in the Underground nEverything's far and nothing is true nnWhen the streets don't feel like a neutral zone nOr the strangers eye like a neutral glance nThe very next step might blow your chance nOf finding your way home alone - nnLook sharp nIt's like an opening door, look sharp nIt's what we came here for, look sharp nYou never know what the wind may blow nnAnd your life's like the voice in the room upstairs nRaised to someone you never hear nYou can try and try, it never comes clear nAre you saying or swearing your prayers? nnBut the eyes are wide that were shut for shame nDogs in their backyards jump up and bark nHull and Halifax wake in the dark nLike someone was calling their name - nnLook sharp nIt's like an opening door, look sharp nIt's what we came here for, look sharp nYou never know what the wind may blow nnThis is the hour when the city turns blue nThis is the time of the lost and found nThere's no saviours hanging around nKeeping a watch over you nnThere's words on the wall and a stinking lift nI hold my breath to the 14th floor nEmpty-handed I knock at your door nMy empty hands are my gift - nnLook sharp nIt's like an opening door, look sharp nIt's what we came here for, look sharp nYou never know what the wind may blow