They're
electrifying the train lines
Putting cobbler cart on the bridges
And it's just the sort of thing
you've been riding in for John
just giggles on his saucer
He's visiting from Australia
He's come home for a cup of tea
And to borrow your car
And you say, son,
watch your speed on the main street
They should have kept
in the crossing
They've turned walkers
into targets out there
Still it seems better now
Out doing the rounds for the shopping
Small brosses are appearing again
Selling flowers outside
You're attracting smiles from the cafe
You check your hair in
the window blossom
Like John says, you really do look better
Now you're all the way grey
Always wanted to be a wise old man
When you ran for council
They called you a frustrated librarian
And you saw what they could do
With their money from developers
Their people at the papers
They turned your own fam
ily against you
Still you didn't hold it against the kids
It's when they begged to move away
Cause you were born
before the motorway system
And you would wait for a new day
As long as it would take
As long as it would take
And maybe it's today,
maybe it's today
As you stare at the rain -cleaned
other side of the street
In the new spring sunlight
Maybe it's today, maybe it's today
As the cars bank off
at the railway lines
Maybe it's today
And you step out with groceries
on your shoulder
Maybe it's today
And the children snigger
at the new sculpture
And a car speeds around the corner
And you try to make eye contact
With the driver in time
Maybe it's a die
Maybe it's a die
Maybe it's a die
Maybe it's a die
Maybe it's a die
Maybe it's a die
Maybe it's a die
Maybe it's death
I'm go ing
You