Out along the Kentish coast the Wilde Flowers bloomed
It was a time of new beginnings, open skies
Of fledglings tottering into flight and ...
When we were young, when we were young
There was nothing we wouldn't try
When we were young
Nothing could abort the plans of Soft Machine and Caravans
Planting Hope for Happiness
We were young, when we were young
Pataphysically obsessed
When we were young
Flagging down the Nova Express
Camping out on Dada's trail
Grabbing Desire by the Tail
We were young, we were very young
Never sleeping all the way
When we were young, when we were young
From Herne Bay down to San Tropez
A Certain Kind of pattern set
In Memories that haunt us yet
When we were young, when we were young
Out along the Kentish coast the Wilde Flowers bloomed
It was a time of...