Standing on this platform, the world is dark and Grey
As that train is leaving, I wave you on your way
I know that you are safe now, and Peace is now at hand
And now you’re watching over us, way up above this land
The umpire has called Stumps and your innings at an end
The final scores are noted and the scorebook has been penned
So now, when we look upwards, there’s a new star in the sky
And we know that up there, with the angels you will fly
But as your train is leaving, I wish that you could stay
But instead I stand here, and wave you on your way
