In the last black third of the night
Curtain opens wide
Our floors all shiny
And walls all white
Go slow as you like  

Burn that skiff tied out on the Thames
Falling over the side
Put down your burden
Come right in
Go as slow as you like

And it was all so easy
Just to fall through space
Said it looks like luck
But it's a matter of fate
You swim down river
But you’ll never escape
Until the old earth 
Until the old earth calls you home