Insomnia, Belgravia v1
My phone screen glows at 3 a.m.
Blue light
painting my cold room No chance of drifting off tonight So I
step outside into the gloom
The N29 bus rumbles past Spitting water on the empty street
Shuttered shops and yellow lamps Just the pavement beneath my feet
Empty station entrance ahead
Street cleaner washing down the stone
I wander down the crescent bend
Thinking that I am all alone
Insomnia, Belgravia
Insomnia, Belgravia
Insomnia, Belgravia
Insomnia, Belgravia
I saw your shadow by the white pillars
You were striking a match in the cold
We stopped under the streetlamp light
A quiet story waiting to unfold
Insomnia, Belgravia
Insomnia, Belgravia
Insomnia, Belgravia
Insomnia, Belgravia
No big plans or promises made
Just two strangers sharing the dawn
Watching the sky turn lighter grey
Before the night is fully gone
Insomnia, Belgravia
Insomnia, Belgravia
Insomnia, Belgravia
Insomnia, Belgravia