Cold wind hits the empty square.
Silver mist is in the air.
Concrete blocks in steady rows.
Watch the way the settlement grows.
One by one the streetlights wake.
Golden lines for goodness sake.
Turning on the velvet night.
Everything is feeling right.
New brick walls and painted doors.
Tiled halls and polished floors.
Waiting for the crowds to come.
Beating like a distant drum.
One by one the streetlights wake.
Golden lines for goodness sake.
Turning on the velvet night.
Everything is feeling right.
Checking stats upon the screen.
Green grass where the field has been.
Tiny dots move in a line.
Sinking in the copper shine.
One by one the streetlights wake.
Golden lines for goodness sake.
Turning on the velvet night.
Everything is feeling right.
Taxis wait by the station gate.
Working hard to change our fate.
Small shops open up their blinds.
Leaving all the grey behind.
Higher ground and wider views.
Trading old for something new.
Hold the breath and feel the spark.
Lighting up the heavy dark.
Sinking sun in a purple haze.
Walking through the urban maze.
Everything is in its place.
Smiling at a stranger's face.
One by one the streetlights wake.
Golden lines for goodness sake.
Turning on the velvet night.
Everything is feeling right.
Golden grid, golden glow.
Watch the city start to grow. Let it glow.
(Sustained alto note)
