Our Forgotten Towns

Remember those parades and the county fair
Wearing Sunday best, so debonair
Now only ghostly spectres brawl
Echo the pavement's hard footfall

Torn by wind through empty roads
On the closed by-pass. abandoned loads
No ferry boat, pub or general store
There's nowhere open any more

Our forgotten towns are calling
The death of Albion they're mourning
Cracks showing in the market halls
Dying in the shadow of a shopping mall

These are our forgotten towns
Slowly raised but quickly drowned
A legacy of industrial jails
Steelworks rusting and concrete failed

One more community implodes
And you're nothing, a nobody
Just another barcode



Credits
Writer(s): Simon Friend, Jeremy Cunningham, Charles Heather, Jonathan Sevink, Mark Chadwick, Matthew Savage
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