Tired again before midnight
The bar spits me out with dislike
My shadow is tearing me homewards
Guided by some neon-light

Under a permeable tent

Sober again before day-break
I wait for the clock to ring
Today I'll meet no-one who knows me
It is not safe where I am in

Under a permeable tent

Listening to that old "police" song
It seems that we are not all alone

If you want to you can be the needle
And I can be the yarn
Under a permeable tent

I hope that you will be my friend