Bicycles

Bicycles go, you're on your own. 

Wishing away just for one day 

to take you back to Clapham Common. 

Bicycles go, what's with the bikes 

chained to the racks, railings and signs? 

And I lost mine. 

Bicycles go, your on your own 

over the bridge. Let it on me 

to take you back to Camden Road. 

Bicycles go, story unfolds. 

You had a fine day. 

Look at your face as it radiates

Zebra Tracks