Bluebell - Patrick Wolf

Down in the park 
And the lust of the light 
Among the stray dogs and families 
I smell the bonfires, and 
Watch the bonbs 
Fireworks burst above the trees 
And to pillows of white cloud, and 
Another year has gone 
Now it is the fifth of november 
I lock the doors, and 
Swallow the key 
And draw the curtains, closed forever 
Forever