Walking home after work
All the streets are full
Tonight I'll see you
At the cinema

I hear a tune played on church bells ring
A song that the angels could sing
But I know what tomorrow will bring
Grey skies and work things

When the sun begins to set
There's something in the light
That makes you shudder
And makes you think you can hear

A tune played on church bells ring
A song that the angels could sing
But I know what tomorrow will bring
Grey skies and work things

Grey skies and work things
The night shall end in day
And when the light is vivid
Why do we turn away?

Walking home
From leaving you
On your parents' step
Tonight I'll miss you
No mountain is so steep

I hear a tune played on church bells ring
A song that the angels could sing
But I know what tomorrow will bring
Grey skies and work things

Unless you're very unlucky
Grey skies and work things
Grey skies and work things