Hine-MacIver-Jeffes Yes, it's been a long time He said with a smile Looking almost sadly To where the long gra** brushed the sky; Nothing ever changes And yet nothing stays the same Growing older Day by day It doesn't seem so long ago Blind dog was hardly born We used to run from here to over there... The empty voice balloon Hung down from the old man's lips Snatching a sideways glance He pulled down the sky And wrote in cold white paint "The End" "Equity" I shouted "Can't seem to hear you" he murmured