The summer sun is fading as the year grows old
And darker days are drawing near
The winter winds might be much colder
When EU’s not here.
We watch the points track south across the autumn graphs
And one by one they disappear
We hope we won’t be tracking with them
When EU’s not here
With development funds EU came to support us
Like a loose counterfoil EU’s blown away
Through autumn’s gold spreadsheet we used to click our way
We always loved this time of year.
Those falling points may disturb now
Cause EU won’t be here
With development funds EU came to support us
Like a loose counterfoil EU’s blown away ….