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