We Could Walk Together - The Clientele

We could walk together

In the jade and the coolness of the evening light

And watch the crowds serenely flow

Through carnivals and shop windows where elm trees sigh

The summer’s heat is fading

And the clown on the golden lawn holds out his hand

And out there in the fading night

The members of a strange parade play sarabandes

Like a silver ring thrown into the flood of my heart

With the moon high above the motorway

I have searched for all your fragrance in the silent dark

Is that okay?

So why don’t we stick together?

With our eyes so full of evening and amphetamine

And watch the fools go rolling on

Through still fields as the darkness falls on England green