Kelly/Mann)



The Saint Andrews' Cross

The slate rooves and the chimney pots

Are dirty against the snow

Speeding away from Glasgow



A carriage with a view

The holiday makers are few

The off-season beats the peak

and Sterling town's still fast asleep



I'm waking the Lion up

In me

Harry see me through

Distract me from the view

It's only been a day or two

But a lifetime here for you



We share a cigarette

Our expectations and our regrets

Pass the time that remains

Two strangers on a train



With a carrier bag of cans

The only suitcase in his hands

He'll be drunk by journey's end

Before he reaches Stoke-on-Trent