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Milling grain into a flour
Feeding dogs and losing hours
Making noise while no one listens
Cleaning brushes in the sink bin
Riding cobbles in the classics
Wearing nothing made of plastics
At the seaside, cleaning shellfish
Reading more and speaking less English
Loading timber to an oven
Paid a room for making love and
Taking part in the resistance
Hearing sheep's baa in the distance
Folding laundry from the clothesline
Silhouettes in winter sunshine
Growing lemons, saving the peel
Gripping tarmac on a ten-speed steel
Milling grain into a flour
Feeding dogs and losing hours
Making noise while no one listens
Cleaning brushes in the sink
Then riding cobbles in the classics
Wearing nothing made of plastics
At the seaside, cleaning shellfish
Reading more and speaking less English