Darkness falls, lights go on around the street
People head where people tend to meet
Another Friday night, the neon spells end of working week
Some seek to dance, some just seek
And I'll be with you tonight, through streets of light, 'til darkness bright
The tribal dance, stand apart, but seek to touch
Make the most of what may not be too much
Taking sides and liberties, it always seems this way
Looking sharp may be all you have to say
(And I'll be...)
There must be other ways to sate the drive to find romance
Than putting all faith in the power of dance
But it's not hard to find your options narrowed down to nil
With a working week that seems to want to kill
credits
from outpost,
released May 19, 2015
Written, played and produced by Barry Horrocks
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