Viewed from the spire

It looks more like a coincidence to me

Another bomb in the harbour



But you were there

The place was all crowded but

No one crosses the street that way



It was such a lunatic thing to do

Broken glass was all over



I heard the sirens

Her name on the radio

Should have known there was no escape



They haven't found him

They say it wasn't professional this time

Just a bomb in the harbour



A love affair

Her room-mate won't listen but I-

No one crosses the street that way



She says

No, no. How would I know

Cause you didn't know her



I the sirens

And just suddenly I thought

No one's gonna say it did not take place