LOST AND FOUND, THE

Alan Prosser / Ian Telfer
Complete Music Ltd 1988

First released on:  Wide Blue Yonder, 1988

    
this is the hour when the city turns blue
this is the time of the lost and found
they loose the nutters in the Underground
everything's far and nothing is true

when the streets don't feel like a neutral zone
or the stranger's eye like a neutral glance
the very next step might blow your chance
of finding your way home alone

look sharp
it's like an opening door
look sharp it's what we came here for
look sharp you never know what the wind may blow
and your life's like the voice in the room upstairs raised to someone you never hear you can try and try, it never comes clear are you swearing or saying your prayers? but the eyes are wide that were shut for shame dogs in their backyards jump up and bark Hull and Halifax wake in the dark like someone was calling their name this is the hour when the city turns blue this is the time of the lost and found there's no saviours hanging around keeping a watch over you there's words on the wall and a stinking lift I hold my breath to the 14th floor empty-handed I knock at your door my empty hands are my gift look sharp it's like an opening door
look sharp it's what we came here for
look sharp you never know what the wind may blow