things here have changed
oh god how they’ve changed
for neither better nor worse
nor brass nor pain
for the beggars still purchase
the glass for their frames
all the better to admire
their scarves of chain
and the merchants rewarded
with splinters will cherish
supported by the splinters
holding up their houses
I've never seen the highlight
but shiver as i spy the clutch
of the weathered old hands
in the mirrors, oh
and the gentry whose sons are disappointments are deported
to this new world, a valley whose inhabitants once thwarted by
my great great great grandfathers gallantry and the common flu
who then settled and after whom you take your second name
their history is a mystery cos they never sold their secrets no
I'm bound to come back to your arms again
I'm bound to come back to your arms
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