Sir Nigel Gresley,
preaching like Wesley
approached Piccadilly
puffing like billy-o, but the
age of the steam loco
was drawing to a close.
And it always seems to be that way
tomorrow supersedes today
and the voice of yesterday
once so near,
calls now from far away
I hardly hear it
anymore.
Mar 11, 2016
Mar 11, 2016 at 1:02 AM UTC
Sir Nigel Gresley,
preaching like Wesley
approached Piccadilly
puffing like billy-o, but the
age of the steam loco
was drawing to a close.
And it always seems to be that way
tomorrow supersedes today
and the voice of yesterday
once so near,
calls now from far away
I hardly hear it
anymore.
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