I know now it cannot end
Eternity would have to bend
Before our love’s large strength
Which will suffer no reverse
Infinity’s enduring length
Is not as far as love can send
Its message to the universe.
They say the street is swept and cleaned by sunrise
At nine the traffic stops and blackbirds sing...
All through the years every now and then
I’ve made my lists and packed my bag
To leave old Brentford town again...
