The ice-cream cabin as was
Is now a car park pay-station
Yet, at just on eleven
The cafe is crowded
The terrace is full
So someone, somewhere
Knows something about business
Though the wet chairs
From overnight rain
Catch a few punters out
Did we spend long here
Did we go to the water
I remember a photoshop picture I made
Of your face
Among a tree with a Gormley statue
The sort of thing
Which a child might have been taught
Although for me
The motivation was somewhat different
It was about hanging on
It was about not letting go
It is about hanging on
It is about not letting go
