I can feel it in my bones,
i get nervous and itchy,
when in the mid afternoon
slowly descends on the city
the evening fog.

It will cloud us,
isolate and underline our loneliness,
even in the mid afternoon
it will seem like bed time, once he descends,
the evening fog.

The lights are on bright an cheerful
the computer switched off and the coats on our arms
ready for the exodus home
but we huddle together
wait for each other
before we descend into the evening fog.