Reggie, Reggie
Ask, "does the world still feel for you?"
Your eyes flick from the crossword
To the window carriage view
Reggie, Reggie
Four across and twenty-seven down
Words used to come with ease
But now the clues furrow your brow
The fall and the rise
All the inward cries
Reggie, does the world still feel for you?
Reggie, Reggie
Yet again the five-past-eight is late
Delayed by leaves upon the line
Approaching New Cross Gate
Reggie, Reggie
Secretary waiting for the word
You love your wife yet
Still you fantasise of the absurd
The fall and the rise
The wandering eyes
Reggie, does the world still feel for you?
Sanctuary
On soothing, sandy shores
Your mind is set upon the surf
The end's the only cure
Sanctuary
The sombre waves still lure
Lifes'twinge within reminds you yet
You've too much to live for
Reggie, Reggie
Polished shoes pace upon frozen ground
Hear umbrella point tap
Such a secure, routine sound
The fall and the rise
The audible sighs
Reggie, Does the world still feel for you?
Ask, "does the world still feel for you?"
Your eyes flick from the crossword
To the window carriage view
Reggie, Reggie
Four across and twenty-seven down
Words used to come with ease
But now the clues furrow your brow
The fall and the rise
All the inward cries
Reggie, does the world still feel for you?
Reggie, Reggie
Yet again the five-past-eight is late
Delayed by leaves upon the line
Approaching New Cross Gate
Reggie, Reggie
Secretary waiting for the word
You love your wife yet
Still you fantasise of the absurd
The fall and the rise
The wandering eyes
Reggie, does the world still feel for you?
Sanctuary
On soothing, sandy shores
Your mind is set upon the surf
The end's the only cure
Sanctuary
The sombre waves still lure
Lifes'twinge within reminds you yet
You've too much to live for
Reggie, Reggie
Polished shoes pace upon frozen ground
Hear umbrella point tap
Such a secure, routine sound
The fall and the rise
The audible sighs
Reggie, Does the world still feel for you?
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