Gemma Hayes - 4:35 a.m

Driving so slow Streets are empty as we go Back over the canal We've all had a long day and we're going home We all got big tears in our sides And the city salt doesn't help But it sure cleans them out In little coffee shops And litte sidewalk cops We're the only ones awake We're the only ones that can't stop Driving,so slow Streets are empty as we go