A Rose At Night

	Here she comes like a
	Queen all through the wintertime
	Skirts that billow long after she's gone
	Yes I could smell her smell on the pillow late at night
	She's a rose that blooms at night
	And all the streets were wet and slicked with rain
	Outside my green front door
	Number 48 seemed dull by comparison
	I went on down to the pub to stock up for the long night by myself
	That's one way out of this cold and lonely world
	Yes I'll be a rose that blooms tonight
	The city's quiet
	The rioters have all gone home now
	The fire brigades' sirens have been locked up for the night
	There's a blackout down on
	Brown Street
	Where all the blues come home
	And yes there's a rose that blooms at night
	Now Jim he packed up all his bags and said "It's time to get out of here"
	But his wife and children they were crying out in the kitchen
	Out in the back
	Once a year he remembers that scene
	But it seems so long ago now
	He tries to remember but he can't
	You don't look back
	Memories - they're like a rose that blooms at night
	There's a clock that never strikes
	In the Town
	Hall's towers of steel
	There's a road that's never used
	It's never kissed with the hiss of wheel
	In your mouth is a rusted brace
	That you flash with your junkyard smile
	Shine on like a rose at night *written by
	Bob Geldof *taken from the album "The Vegetarians of Love"