fourteen hundred hours - talis kimberley lyrics
i reckon i parked in the last empty sp-ce:
the high street was already full
the media circus was well under way
with their cameras and tripods and all;
and there’s mister collier whom everyone knows
in his coat and his fine feathered hat
this isn’t the first time. it won’t be the last
i regret that i’m certain of that, mmm…
and somebody’s wearing a poppy
that most symbolic of flowers;
and how the silence spreads
when they’re bringing them home
at fourteen hundred hours
marshall’s, the bakery. j rouse, hardware
crump and son, butcher…
well, the veteran motorbike club’s out in force
and their stories should also be sung;
but it’s soldiers in uniform all down the street
and dear gods, but they look so very young
it’s good-natured chatter and stranger-well-met
in this wiltshire market town –
and the locals and visitors stand side by side
as the shops and the cafés close down, close down;
and somebody’s wearing a poppy
that most symbolic of flowers;
and how the silence spreads;
they’re bringing them home
it’s fourteen hundred hours
up…
down
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