Fairview (Paul O’Brien)

 

Grass that once we laid on

The bandstand we played on

Promises we made on

Benches long ago

Flowerbeds and borders

Statues for to ward us

Broad trees to shelter us

From summer rain

 

Friends you could rely on

Shoulders you could cry on

Street lights for to shine on

And guide you home

Telling them your leaving

Some of them believing

Handshakes you’re receiving

Speed your moving on

 

Dreamers who once called you

Said nothing for to warn you

The day soon would scorn you

And you’d be grown

 

Grass that once we laid on

The bandstand we played on

Promises we made on

Benches long ago

Flowerbeds and borders

Statues for to ward us

Broad trees to shelter us

From summer rain