And did those trains of ancient times steam from our town to the junction line
And did those whistles so sweet and clean
sing songs past gasworks sindered scene
And did the Hotties so devine rise forth with vapours over our cloudy town
And was old friendships built here
Among our coal pits and glass works mills
Bring me memories as precious as gold
Bring me the past of my desire
Bring me my dreams so young so old
Bring me my youth of burning fire
I will not cease while I see light
Nor will my hope sleep in my mind
Till I have built that paradise
In St Helens great and pleasant town
(with apologies to Blake)
John Anthony, Haresfinch
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