Wake up straight
Caught out by the sun
on the first day of April
Out of bed
Thought it was a plane crash

But I´m sure that I was dreaming
TV on
??? a science
of submission again
Another day
On this little Island
Just a bell hangs on
I take my kid to school
passed the pound shop, Woolworth´s
Under bridge
Where the subway sees the daytime
and the west way flies by
Then on my bike
down the Ladbroke Grove
to the forthcoming drama´s
A studio
and a love of all sweet music
we just cant let go

So meditate
on what we´ve all become
on a cold day in springtime
Civil War
is what we were all born into
when you left and rising?
Dont keep it too late
The forces of the market place
they´ve long departed
Consolidate
The love we have together
on a cold day in springtime