King Arthur

Blue mist rolled through cans and weed

the street lamps lit empy rail yards

in the shadows a man hid

his eyes as cold as the grave

his mind was filled with memories

of friends long gone by

The vans roared around him

in the spotlight he cried

Noone ever says good bye these days

we're all too busy running scared

with eyes of broken ice I watched you go

we're falling like leaves from the tree

Scatttered all over from Newport to Leeds

people hiding people like bees

talking of unity crippled by fate

divided and lonely too weak and too late

Across Treaty Square the lights burn late

they're working overtime in the cells tonight

Away down the streets as empty as a vote

south of the river down in the pod

Noone ever says