Smoke : Tracey Thorn

And so my parents fled the smoke
Some ancient feel for green awoke
But I look down the railway line
Back to the city, that felt like mine
Where no one cared, what clothes you wore
Or who you loved, what books you bought
Where you were born, what God you loved,
Or so I thought
Or so I thought

 

London you in my blood and
You've been there for so long
London you in my blood but
I feel you going wrong