Wind is blowing 'pon the the city
Rain keeps grinding it all night
Through the dark smoke going easily
Touching gently rooftops' hights
Falling slowely like a feaver
Dreams come dancing 'round midnight
Fighting 'against the watchlock river
Blessing stars for being so bright
Riding lithning to the sunrise
Time keeps marching down the rock
Passing over spinning clockwise
Life means watching at the lock
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