It is opening day and a brand new start The stones have been cleared around the fishermen's huts And the air bites, then leaves almost invisible cuts on the skin A lighthouse retired, but a new one was hired About twenty foot taller, painted in black and white Twenty million steps with a computer inside instead of him
Only one road sign telling cars to slow down And a long drop in the ocean Beware of the riptide, broken glass and train lines It's a new day, and this is England
Next to the pub with the flag that's working flexible hours There's a mismatch of carriages, soil in a boat for some flowers Fairy lights on a building that's supplyin' us power from the sea Electricity lines flow like veins to the town In between, there is nothing but grass and pebbles on the ground Do not enter the wild here if you want to be found for the free
View the flame of sunrise cut in half by the sky And the empty of the desert Team of birds that swerve by And then land on the wires It's a new day, and this is England
When it's time to escape from the heavy of this There is nothing like washing away I find this country of mine gets a bad reputation Of being cold and grey But on the coast of the south to the east followed round I find serenity I've never felt There's a peace, and a quiet in this island of ours That can't be mirrored by anywhere else
Homes protruding from stones with their wood coloured black Scattered cars in a line, steam rising out the shack One door at the front and then just glass out the back for the view
And the blue is so bright, you need shades for your eyes And a cable to pull over Take a walk and feel like everything will be fine It's a new day and this is EnglandTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
