Been walking round these city streets

Like I'm walking round my living room

Pavements wet like lino sheets

Autumn light goes dark too soon



Things have changed since the beginning of time

From the beginning of the week

This place has grown and shrunk in a year

Building fall and friends disappear

Things will always move



We're still here moving dust

Talking about friends with wanderlust

You say this city is dead for you

But it will stand long after you



Things have changed since the beginning of time

From the beginning of the week

This place has grown and shrunk in a year

Buildings fall and friends disappear

Things will always move



I never could like, maybe when I was younger

Maybe last week

You left and asked, is it all the same?

All I could say was,

Starlings roost as dusk sets in



Things have changed since the beginning of time

From the beginning of the week

This place has grown and shrunk in a year

Buildings fall and friends disappear

Things will always move



Been walking round these city streets

Like I'm walking round these city streets