If it's the moon you’re after
Look up and call it by name
Hurry the sky with a hue and cry
Here on Shadows Lane

If it's answers you're seeking
Light from a lamp arcane
Spend the night, dead to rights
Down on Shadows Lane

Victims of circumstance
Weather the dark terrain
All given half a chance on
Shadows Lane

The bloom is off the neon rose
The night is young
What keeps you here?

It takes luck to live here now
No alarm will sound to warn
No alarm