A Strange Called This Morning
He didn't leave his name
Left with only silence
Life will never be the same

The ticking of the Clock
The Tunes from the Radio
The deep breathes of the Jock
The cheers from the TV Rodeo

The flushing of the Toilet
The sizzling of the Sausages
The thudding of the T-Rex
The hooting of the Hooter

The songs from the Bird
The whipping of the Cream
The slithery move of the Lemon Curd
The noises of the Hope Dream

A Stranger Called This Morning
He didn't leave his name
He left with only silence
Life will never be the same