On darkest night
No darker than the day
Be a fool to wander
Further round our way
Trouble in the ditches
Blood behind the wall
Those who scale the peak may
Be greeted with a fall
Over the bridge
And over again
The subtlest changes
There's always the weekend
You'll always have Spain
It might be a long one
But it's still a chain
Coming of age
While smothered by the grey
If you don't know different
Then everything's okay
They've got stuff to help you
Things to help us all
Those who've scaled the peak
May struggle to recall
Over the bridge
And over again
Where nothing changes