The pistons have grown silent My friends are long gone Just who the hell do you think you are? Have you ever built a thing? This used to be my city This used to be my town Now everyone's a stranger Will hell mend you now? This used to be my dear green place This used to be mine I remember music I remember it was warm And everyone was smiling And spinning round and round And she wore a white dress A white ribbon in her hair Swirling like a pirouette I can't remember her face This used to be my dear green place Well thank God for the good days