Nightsong

So we'll go no more a-raving So late into the night Though the heart be still as loving And the neonsigns so bright Ate my breakfast egg this morning playing records from last night woke to hear the front door closing as the sky was getting light No more fish-and-chips on corners Watching traffic going by No more branches under streetlamps No more leaves against the sky No more blues by Otis Redding No more coffee no more bread No more dufflecoats for bedding No more cushions for your head Though the night is daylight-saving And the day returns too soon Still we'll go no more a-raving By the light of the moon