Family (UK rock band) - Processions lyrics
[Family UK rock band - Processions lyrics]
A small boy, bucket in hand
Building castles in the sand
Thinking of his life that lies ahead
An engine driver, sailor, why not a king
Of the sand castle as the gypsy woman said
Taking a ride on a dinky rail
The green engine that's old
Could be a royal procession through
Big city streets waving to the crowds from a
Sand carpet of gold
Shaking hands of the VIPs one meets
Sailing a toy boat in a rock pool
Thinking that it could be
The queen Mary passing the Cape Horn tip
Oh, something majestic
Sailing worldwide seas attention please
I'm the captain of your ship
After all these thoughts and more
The boy returned to find
That the sandcastles had been
Washed into the seas
Head in hands, eyes full of tears
And a mixed up mind
The gypsy woman can't foresee the years
Building castles in the sand
Thinking of his life that lies ahead
An engine driver, sailor, why not a king
Of the sand castle as the gypsy woman said
Taking a ride on a dinky rail
The green engine that's old
Could be a royal procession through
Big city streets waving to the crowds from a
Sand carpet of gold
Shaking hands of the VIPs one meets
Sailing a toy boat in a rock pool
Thinking that it could be
The queen Mary passing the Cape Horn tip
Oh, something majestic
Sailing worldwide seas attention please
I'm the captain of your ship
After all these thoughts and more
The boy returned to find
That the sandcastles had been
Washed into the seas
Head in hands, eyes full of tears
And a mixed up mind
The gypsy woman can't foresee the years