We'll smile but only for seconds
And watch the rain fall, watch it, watch it
Sit amongst the rubber tyres
For to be caught smiling is to acknowledge life
And when or if the sun shines
Councils call homes
Amongst the discarded bric-a-brac
In this drab and colorless place
Just like our lives
We'll sit and probably hold hands
The ones overshadowed by the monolith monstrosities
Like our lives, like our lives
The holy Coca Cola tins, the punctured footballs
There amongst the shit, the dirty linen
Like our lives, like our lives
Lighting our once beautiful features
The smouldering embers of yesterday
A brave but useless show of compassion
The ragged dolls, the rusting bicycles
Talk about the old days
Tumble and fall, tumble and falling
Meet me on the wastelands, the one's behind
Meet me later but we'll have to hold hands
The old houses, the one's left standing pre-war
People have no use for amongst
Tumble and fall, tumble and falling
When the wastelands were released
And that is forbidden in this drab and colorless world
When we could play and think without feeling guilty
For there's not much else to do
