[Down in the park
In the lost of the night
Among the stray dogs and families
I smell the bonfires and
Watch the bums.
Fireworks burst above the trees.
Some pillows of white cloud and
Another year has gone.
Now it is the fifth of November.

Now lock the doors and
Swallow the key
Draw the curtains, closed forever
Forever.]

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Writer(s): Patrick Wolf