A Strange Called This Morning He didn't leave his name Left with only silence Life will never be the same The ticking of the Clock The Tunes from the Radio The deep breathes of the Jock The cheers from the TV Rodeo The flushing of the Toilet The sizzling of the Sausages The thudding of the T-Rex The hooting of the Hooter The songs from the Bird The whipping of the Cream The slithery move of the Lemon Curd The noises of the Hope Dream A Stranger Called This Morning He didn't leave his name He left with only silence Life will never be the same