I await the day when I work at the museum With you across the way in the wintergardens So young and so warm We'll stall, we'll swarm The parks on the lunch breaks We'll lie on the lawn Smile so stealthily Buttery and brief We'll lie through our teeth Show called a cavalry Statues watching on As in a time bomb Nobody feels old at the museum Nobody feels cold in the wintergardens We'll roll on and roll on Hiding it fine with the cloak on We'll pause feud Carry on working there Me in the museum And you in the wintergardens