Watch the drunks and the lovers appear
I'm going back to the time when we owned this town
Down Powder Mill Lane, in the battlegrounds
We were friends and lovers and clueless clowns
I didn't know I was finding out how I'd be torn from you
When we talked about things we were born to do
We were wide eyed dreamers and wiser too
We'd go down to the rides on East Parade,
by the lights of the Palace Arcade and
Watch night coming down on the Sovereign Light Café
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