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