edwyn collins
the question of what you do
what you see
are integral to this life
in my point of view
the things i see when i'm out
the quaint little things
the creeks inch away
people
they walk in the street
they talk in the street
how do you do
sir
what a nice day
they understand what it is
to live their own lives
how about you
miss
carry on
where is the love?
where is the joy?
it's out of sight
i'd enter town
back to the streets
there is a choice