Madresfield
Stephen Duffy
Pavilion in Winter
The turnstile's getting colder
The cricket ground is empty
And Madresfield is sleepy
Sleep beneath the snow
No one ever told me
That killing time is harmful
For time cannot recover
What soon the ground will offer
Sleep beneath the snow
Sleep beneath the snow
These things I can remember
Like municipal ironwork
The hand-me-downs that clothe you
Are all that I know of you
Soon sleep beneath the snow
And in sleep we will know
Pavilion in Winter
The turnstiles getting colder
The cricket ground is empty
And Madresfield is sleepy
Sleep beneath the snow...