Earlies

Cakebrick road in summer 1981
We shared a house and garden
At the height of all the bombing, on the run
In busy, hazy London
Through T-shirt breezes walking home from work
County kilburn sun
Weekends we'd just wash away the dirt
Of busy, hazy London
The night grew cold, the thames is old

Found that manners count for nothing and it took
A Welshman in his forties
Guinness elbows rest upon a tabletop
The two of us on earlies
Three feet of snow fell on the walnut road
Two feet trudged
Round the corner came
The sound of bad dreams
The flame is old, the thames is cold

Cakebrick road in summer 1981
We left a house and garden
On the corner boys
Best of friends

On the corner boys
Both of us on earlies
Two of us on earlies