We see the lights
Come into view
What sacrifice
For passages through
The city sings
Lawyers and whores
Our helpless kiss
These soft dangerous shores


On promenades
Noone lives to tell
Of paradigm shifts
You know so well
The host will raise
An innocent lie
Them riders asleep
Neath a soft and dangerous sky


You see her eyes
Open into frame
What sacrifice
Disregards a game
As two awake
Behind burning doors
You follow her thoughts
Out soft dangerous shores