Snap, Crackle And Pop

In a duffle coat
 By the garden fence
 In a picture with his mum
 He shields the bright sun
 From his tired face
 He winds the film on
 With his finger
 To the last one on the roll
 There's a moment
 When he sees her
 Standing by the washing line
 God willing I will love this day
 I've been giving my past away
 Now I'm living with the best of me
 And a picture of what used to be
 Going for a bite
 In the local café
 Dreaming of the future
 Unsure of what it held for me
 Hopping off of school
 To sit around and write
 While my parents went to work
 Didn't fancy that
 I was learning
 While they didn't notice me
 The route master and the driver
 Pass the news stand on the corner
 Selling the Standard and the News
 It's a memory I won't lose
 In the morning
 I would wake up
 The guitar beside my bed
 Untouched since I fell asleep
 Spinning round and round
 Every single sound
 Getting to the core of me
 Staying with me to this day
 There's nothing that I would change