England

It is opening day and a brand-new start The stones have been cleared around the fishermen's hut And the air bites, then leaves almost invisible cuts On the skin A lighthouse retired, but a new one was hired About 20 foot taller, painted in black and white Twenty million steps with a computer inside Instead of him Only one road sign Tellin' cars to slow down And a long drop in the ocean Beware of the rip tide Broken glass and train lines It's a new day and this is England Next to the pub with the flag that's workin' flexible hours 'Cause there's a mismatch of carriages, soil in a boat for some flowers Fairy lights on a building that's supplyin' us power From the sea Electricity lines flow like veins to the town In-between, there is nothin' but grass and pebbles on the ground Do not enter the wild here if you want to be found For the free View the flame of sunrise Cut in half by the sky And the empty of the desert Team of birds that swerve by And then land on the wire It's a new day and this is England When it's time to escape from the heavy of this There is nothin' like washin' away I find this country of mine gets a bad reputation Of bein' cold and grey But on the coast of the south, to the east followed 'round I find serenity I've never felt There's a peace and a quiet in this island of ours That can't be mirrored by anywhere else Homes protruding from stones with their wood coloured black Scattered cars in a line, steam risin' out the shack One door at the front and then just glass out the back For the view And the blue is so bright You'll need shades for your eyes And a cable to pull over Take a walk and feel like Everything will be fine It's a new day and this is England