Burning lights

Where’s the light?
London walks. 

London calling. 

Calls from London.
Lights out!!

Lights Out !!
Here is Thames, here is the virgin scent.
The vulgar melody, the long rhapsody.
Sounds with power, violent urges to scream, to talk.
The lights keep burning, the eyes keep smiling.
· Go to Hyde Park.
· Go to Westminster.
· We’ll find you at Covent Garden.
· Visit Cleopatra’s Needle.
· Pick the train.
· Pick the underground.
· Feel its guts.
· You’re lost in its thoughts.
You’re at Piccadilly Circus, visit the theatres, the cinema, the British museum, and the tower of London.
Return home; go to where Conan Doyle and Agatha Christie went.
Find yourself where Charles Dickens lived, where Jack the ripper roamed.
Iiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!! Ooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!! Eaeaeaeaeaeaea!!!!!!!!!!!
Feel the atmosphere, sense the bombs falling, and pick a flea market.
Near the airport, drink a hot chocolate and sense the night coming.
Feel the crowds and anger when no one’s among.
Sympathy, rage, sense of order, chaos, no time, no time, so big, huge.
Pick a cab, eat somewhere, and fall elsewhere.
Walk for miles being in the same place.
In the Tower sense the history’s made, the history’s being made.
Book sales, libraries everywhere, too much offer, no time, no time.
Huge Buildings, small houses, the scent of tea.
The scrambled eggs, the bacon, the butter toasters, the small room.
Drink tea, wake early, jump in the city, and feel you voiced through other people, walk, and walk.
Ascend, descend.
Huge roller stairs, filled with posters, lots of lines.
· Which one to go?!!!
· Line 2.
· Where’s it?!!
· Near 5.
Confusion made of order.
So many people, so many languages, they all fit, in its vastness.
It’s wide and open, huge streets.
When you’re tired, rest. It could save your life.
Mind the Gap. 

Mind the Gap.
The sparrows come when you whistle with a pound.
Shiny suits, low talkers, long speeches, all are paid.
Everything correct, not pointless.
Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go.

Everybody’s fits, everybody’s at home.