Teatime - Stackridge

Goodbye the fire has stopped burning

The bellows lie dead in the road

Goodbye the mill has stopped turning

The Miller has changed to a toad

Goodbye the journey was topping

We saw all we wanted to see

I really don’t think I’ll be stopping

I think I’ll go home and have tea

Goodbye the stream has stopped flowing

The big sun has parched all the pools

Goodbye the dream has stopped growing

A fantasy surely for fools

Goodbye the journey was topping

We saw all we wanted to see

I really don’t think I’ll be stopping

I think I’ll go home and have tea