At the end, I didn't really comprehend That I was saying goodbye For the last time to all my friends and family My only thought was flight from the mines When it hits me, I've already Crossed the border into higher country Thunder and hail Sheltered in a burned-out van I whisper a lullaby ♪ I press on Keeping abreast of the dual-carriageway Over fields asway with phantoms of wheat It's been days now, and I haven't seen a single living Creature besides a pair of sparring magpies Going under ochre arches Once the rumbling arteries of a great city To-and-fro-ing people in their droves Above bright streets now desolate capillaries of stone ♪ Their laughter resounds from the shells of Every shop, every pub, every school, every home Within weeks I manage to find the building where Mum and dad's earthen vessels are lain And the dog's, and my own ♪ With my bare fist I smash the screens Pull their drips out and fling away their goggles I am in bits Half expecting them to wake But nothing changes I'll just have to find another way to reach them