another summer’s nearly finished
what’s been is gone yet won’t diminish
as old familiar school approaches
a highway set in stone encroaches
I know that we will both deliver
so flex those arrows in our quiver
give us this winter easy targets
and cast your light into what darkness
may come as I dream on of rumour
remind me as you do in humour
that troubles lead to greener sides
been dreaming of you all my life