The club shut down, the street went pale
We followed warmth and flour trails
A baker raised his tired hand
And sold us bread before the vans
My friend was working through the night
We saved a bag and waited outside
Open till the sun
Morning's only just begun
Save a little joy for us
We are more than what we've done
She locked the doors behind her shift
And took the pastry with a grin
We walked down where the river turns
And split the last one into thirds
Open till the sun
Morning's only just begun
Save a little joy for us
We are more than what we've done
Some wore glitter, some wore grey
The dawn looked at us all the same
She hummed a tune against the breeze
We made a dance of tired feet
Open till the sun
Morning's only just begun
Save a little joy for us
We are more than what we've done
The river caught the waking gold
We stayed until the bread went cold