The city at sunset, red on the boughs
Leaving the house but it's less empty now
Down the old train line, the years talk to me
We walk in the place where the tracks used to be
Up on Crouch Hill, up on Crouch Hill
Up on Crouch Hill, up on Crouch Hill
Now I cannot reach you, whatever I say
Standing so close but you're miles away
You stop and you turn as the waterworks start
And holding my hand kick a hole in my heart
Up on Crouch Hill, up on Crouch Hill
Up on Crouch Hill, up on Crouch Hill
Sat on the platform, I'm coming undone
As we wait for a train that we know never comes
Rising beside me, one look and you're gone
The green man that grows in the wall watching on
Up on Crouch Hill, up on Crouch Hill
Up on Crouch Hill, up on Crouch Hill
The city at sunset, gold on the glass
Shattered and broken, but this too shall pass
The end of the world's just the end of the day
Let's see what tomorrow is bringing my way
Up on Crouch Hill, up on Crouch Hill
Up on Crouch Hill, up on Crouch Hill
Up on Crouch Hill, up on Crouch Hill
Up on Crouch Hill, up on Crouch Hill