Embankment

The embankment was theirs For those in the know Would visit often And how their smiles would grow But word got out Then they came in droves When the power died They set up a camp Frightened though they were They didn't feel frightened Or anything any more Frightened Little Red Shoes Where do you go When you want to be alone? And are you sore Cause they knew the score Before you were even born? The arrivals knew Those in the know Would show them the light To make the absent ones regrow But the food ran out And no-one knew What to do The sight of a dove Gave them hope Frightened Little Red Shoes Where do you go When you want to be alone? And are you sore Cause they knew the score Before you were even born?