Going down to Dover

Going down to Dover

Looking through the window, we see the fields go past,

Looking back at us, the cows seem quite unperturbed

Looking through the window, the oast house points the way

Looking to the pint, in the pub beside the church

Looking down up on us, the clouds wash Kent away

Looking through the window, the world passes us so fast

Looking at our reflections, I wish the day would last.

 

 

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