Remember this place, I remember it well

Remember this place – I remember it well.

My mum worked in that Tesco’s a long time ago

(It was one of the first)

But they’ve moved it, down a bit, it wasn’t  there.

Mr Cohen was the owner and he always

Remembered her name.  So she would say.

There’s a bank further down on the other side,

Where I first worked;

It’s not there any more, they sell furniture goods now.

And another where I worked upstairs

And met my future wife.

And love at last entered my life.

Market day; the cinema (Chitty Chitty Bang);

84 bus; Wimpy Bar; Golden Egg;

Library (it’s an up-market pub conversion)

Park, Roman Wall; Cathedral too (no conversion there).

It has not really changed a lot I’d say,

But I have now long lived, far away.

Just around the corner here

Was the Barclays Bank the IRA blew up.

I didn’t live here then

But the sound that blast made still echoes when  –  we remember.

WHS on that corner was my favourite shop;

Over there, that’s where I bought my first record player;

Opposite that was Foster’s where I had measured for my first suit... did I ever wear it?

And there... well, I could go on....

It’s all as clear as a bell.

I remember this place - I remember it well.

See? In that shop doorway..

We used to snuggle against the cold... just up the road and turn left you’ll see

Catherine Street; where I got down on one knee.

Don’t  count the years, it doesn’t matter now;

The love still echoes  –  when I remember.

And only a few weeks ago; oh yes!

I often come back to this place.

In that jewellers there

I bought my new love a ring.

See?

Time doesn’t change anything.