Magna Carta: Hungerford Bridge
The lights come down
They shimmer in the bitter winter wind
And the eastbound trains
Head out through the rain across the river
I see an old man too tired to stand
Dead on his feet, got his cap in his hand
He's missed the turning to the Promised Land
And here he stays
Down by Hungerford Bridge
The underground
Swallows up the crowds from off the city streets
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They shimmer in the bitter winter wind
And the eastbound trains
Head out through the rain across the river
I see an old man too tired to stand
Dead on his feet, got his cap in his hand
He's missed the turning to the Promised Land
And here he stays
Down by Hungerford Bridge
The underground
Swallows up the crowds from off the city streets
( Read more... )
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