| Song | High Tide, Last Stand |
| Artist | Big Big Train |
| Album | Gathering Speed |
| Last stand, flyblown | |
| when did we grow old | |
| when did we learn that | |
| in every goodbye there | |
| is a scene of death. | |
| None of the old rules apply, | |
| we're into the not knowing. | |
| Red curved roof | |
| now shedding its tiles. | |
| It's over. | |
| Footnote, endpiece | |
| how did we get here | |
| when did we learn that | |
| in every goodbye there | |
| is a scene of death. |