How does it feel?
Well at first it’s surreal
When you come to a place
Where you’re met face to face
With the friends that have left
One by one they reflect
On what once was a blast
What a glorious past
But those days are long gone
And we’ve all just moved on
Except me, he and she
Then perhaps another three
We’ve just held on
With the hope it’s not gone
What we had, could we keep?
While others turn a new leaf
And here remains hope
That the dream’s not all smoke
That one day we’ll find
That it was on God’s mind
To see this city thrive
People’s souls come alive
And we’ll all have played a part
Whether now or at the start
And this city will thrive
And it’s soul will come alive
