Letras
I await the day
When I work at the Museum
With you across the way
In the Wintergardens
So young and so warm
We'll storm, we'll swarm
The parks on our lunchbreaks
We'll lie on the lawn
Smile so stealthily
Buttery and brief
We'll lie through our teeth
Shock all the cavalry
Statues watching on
Us in our time bomb
Nobody feels old
At the Museum
Nobody feels cold
In the Wintergardens
We'll roll on and roll on
Cutting it fine with the clock-on
We'll persevere
Carry on working there
Me at the Museum
And you in the Wintergardens
