Lead me into midnight, let me feel the new

dawn rise, artificial construct though it maybe,

we all need to hear the chime of midnight

and the serenade of ships’ horns on the Mersey,

the minute watched diligently

by a Captain’s beard and the deck hand

letting off a series of fireworks into the cold

night air, no snow, perhaps rain

and the shower of memories to come.

Lead me into midnight where for a moment,

Peace reigns, there is no alarm

at the moment of surrender;