We were kids
Or so came the excuse
And in due course
Everything came loose
The kids in the market
They played their flutes and drums
People hustling round them
Til our kingdom comes
Seen from the window
Where spires and gargoyles fuse
Lost to the world
Everything came loose
Not a word was spoken
Not a thing was broken
We told ourselves at least
As we ate our little feast
We were kids
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