Abandoned Factories
A long time ago
Came a man on a log
He was Floating down the Coast
With a wife, two kids and a dog
When a stormy sky-tide drove them onto an abandoned beach
A pebbly beach
Grey - storm-wracked
Where nobody had been before
Strong-forested behind with tall cliffs, beside
He piled up the parapets, and he packed in the pavements
Proceeded to practice the power of his people
He carved and he wrought, from the forest, behind
The first wooden vessel ever keeled, on the sand
More people came and their children built factories
And more people came and they practised efficiency
And they got so efficient their vessels grew taller
And they sailed the Seas, and they built factories
And the vessels grew stronger and leaner and meaner
And the factories fought for efficiency privilege
Fought and won, in far-flung lands
But they beat each other to the punch
And on the abandoned beach
The weeds grow strong
Between the hard-packed cobble where ships were built
And the windows in the factories all creak and break
And let the birds fly through
Six thousand years of business, Six thousand years of History
Laid open to the Winds
Abandoned Factories
Came a man on a log
He was Floating down the Coast
With a wife, two kids and a dog
When a stormy sky-tide drove them onto an abandoned beach
A pebbly beach
Grey - storm-wracked
Where nobody had been before
Strong-forested behind with tall cliffs, beside
He piled up the parapets, and he packed in the pavements
Proceeded to practice the power of his people
He carved and he wrought, from the forest, behind
The first wooden vessel ever keeled, on the sand
More people came and their children built factories
And more people came and they practised efficiency
And they got so efficient their vessels grew taller
And they sailed the Seas, and they built factories
And the vessels grew stronger and leaner and meaner
And the factories fought for efficiency privilege
Fought and won, in far-flung lands
But they beat each other to the punch
And on the abandoned beach
The weeds grow strong
Between the hard-packed cobble where ships were built
And the windows in the factories all creak and break
And let the birds fly through
Six thousand years of business, Six thousand years of History
Laid open to the Winds
Abandoned Factories
Credits
Writer(s): Tony Squires
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