another new start
a hundred and ten new faces
another new start
the one I been waiting for forever
no I never
thought I'd arrive here
at present time
this is what I been working for
but wait----
an email from frog life
in westgate
in westgate
but wait----
a conversation in the Waterloo Millennium green
with old scruffy mister tommy with rheumatism
he looked like Fagan
talked like him too
smelt like him too
with crutches and wrinkles
can't remember if he wore shoes
one hundred and one years old
with a mouth on him
but I didn't want it to stop moving
but time was running out, as ever
and so I shook his worn ancient hand
and said another goodbye
goodbye
old man fagan
old man fagan
I won't tell you when I fly
I won't ask you to come along
--------sorry I didn't mean to lie
another new start
its the in-betweens that matter
like running under the stars at night
and talking to old man fagan about life
its the in-betweens that matter
but wait-----
nothing.
like running under the stars at night
and talking to old man fagan about life
its the in-betweens that matter
but wait-----
nothing.
