station lights

The old station lights line the drive to the house.

Before he could roll to his hands and knees again, security killed the station lights.

Below us, blue fire spat and the station lights went out.

She saw for the first time under the gas station lights how terrible Sean looked.

I saw George outside under the station lights and watched him set off towards the rear of the train.

The power station lights are coming on and men are carrying materials into the building.

During night time operation, the station lights dim at the instant of launch.

The Chiar station lights flickered, went out, came back on again.

Leaving outdoor station lights on during daylight hours costs the authority $240,000 a year, the audit said.

Standing a few feet from the edge of the platform, he continued to scan the darkness beyond the weak station lights.

Wubslin looked up at the train, gleaming in the station lights, and like it, seemed to glow from within.

Station lights called a thread of illumination from the claustrophobic darkness.

Fire burst out; sparks flashed from the tracks; the station lights flickered.

Today's look of the building originates in 1925, after the electrification of station lights was finished.

What he had taken for a human shape was no more than a curious shadow, cast grotesquely by the smudgy station lights.

The station lights blinked, and flashed, momentarily, as the power load shifted to the accumulators.

Her dark face gleamed in the mercury-orange glow of the space station lights, looking both amused and resigned.

Out of the dim station lights, we crossed the tracks and climbed over a fence and dropped into the road outside.

At night, the glare of the power station lights transform the complex into something like a beached transatlantic liner.

Station lights illuminated the mix of crates.

All station lights were out.

For those who live near the stations, high-powered station lights fill their apartments with a charmless, round-the-clock glare.

In his hand was a gun, held laterally across his forehead as he squinted against the station lights, peering into the shadows.

The speed at which the station lights flashed by was diminishing fast, like some faltering heliograph whose meaning Harry could not discern.

As she reached the far end of the concourse, the station lights dimmed into station sunset, and then station night.