Yes, it's been a long time,

He said with a smile,

Looking almost sadly

To where the long grass brushed the sky;

Nothing ever changes

And yet nothing stays the same,

Growing older

Day by day.



It doesn't seem so long ago

Blind dog was hardly born,

We used to run from here to over there...



The empty voice balloon

Hung down from the old man's lips,

Snatching a sideways glance

He pulled down the sky

And wrote in cold white paint

"The End"



"Equity" I shouted,



"Can't seem to hear you" he murmured.



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Concept: David MacIver

Music: Rupert Hine & Simon Jeffes



All guitars: Simon Jeffes

Piano & Organ: Rupert Hine

Electric Piano: Steve Nye

Drums: John Punter

Yesno: David MacIver

Strings: The Martyn Ford Spontaneous Music Ensemble



Now think on:

Where does the end start?

Is each start, some old end?



ANSWERS:

a Concorde interruption

b Footsteps (l. to r.)

c The Sound of Mud

d Mini door slam

e Laughcry

f Lawn Mower

g "Put my wife down"

h "Hello, I am a mains computer