Songtexte Down Street - Hefner

Every morning just gone ten
We stood at opposite ends
Of the platform at Down Street
Cause Down's where we want to go
In her white uniform
She sees me and she turns
Oh a weekend ride in the Underground
Will soon turn that white cotton brown

Do the buildings make you feel low?
Do they make you understand though
That the gaps in between
Is where the warm-hearted dream?
That the gaps in between
Is where the warm-hearted dream?

Do these walls have eyes?
And if so do they recognise?
When they brick up the doorways and turn off the power
Do these walls memorise?

Do the buildings make you feel low?
Do they make you understand though
That the gaps in between
Is where the warm-hearted dream?
That the gaps in between
Is where the warm-hearted dream?

And I think she'd prefer the tramways
And I think I surely would too
Cause under the city we'll capture its ideals
Before they fall down to hate it

Do the buildings make you feel low?
Do they make you understand though
That the gaps in between
Is where the warm-hearted dream?
That the gaps in between
Is where the warm-hearted dream?