What was old, once was new
What's lying derelict once stood straight, proud and true
Taking a bird's eye view, life goes on with a song
Well maybe with a lick of paint
You might not think my head is on straight
I would be lying if i told you the truth
What was old once was new, taking a bird's eye view
What stands ugly and mean awaiting demolition day
Was once the start of somebody's dream
Now the sun shines through the broken glass
The bike for the birthday boy, he's left it now, he's gone away
And the lilac wall paper once brought home and hung with patience and care
Now there's nobody there
What was old once was new, taking a bird's eye view
On the draughtsman's board this looked like a dream
Modern housing pitched like tents around a village green
What was old once was new, taking a bird's eye view
Taking a bird's eye view, i'll pack my wings and get out of here
There's nothing else that i can do
What was old once was new, taking a bird's eye view
