What made this poem special for me was how it transported me back to a time when we would park on a hill overlooking London. This was a known place to go and the views were as described in this poem — until the windows fogged up!
And yes, “The road’s still there, outside and above the city.” And yes, you can still join others “to watch the evening lights pop on.”
We would watch the city lights and the plane lights flashing on and off far in the distance as they headed toward Heathrow Airport.
And then in the third verse he wonders about going back!
So much packed into four verses — beautiful.