Steven

This is my desk, I've just cleared it

It looks kind of empty after 35 years

There's no dust in the places where I kept my photos

And the computer screen has just dissapeared

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I've got a degree in philosophy, but I've never used it

There's no room for slow thought, when things happen quick

This company got me straight out of University

I thought it would give me, a year to think

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I've got three children, they've all got jobs now

They looked at me and decided on something else

But to keep them fulfilling their fantasies

I've sat here all by myself

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If someone asked what I do, I wouldn't be able to tell them

When I stop working, nothing will change

But still as I walk down the stairs, towards my Ford Mondeo

I can't help feeling, a little bit strange

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Carrying a cardboard box, all full of folders

And a silver handshake in my right hand

I've been a victim of constant downsizing

This was never what I had planned

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But there's a little something they don't know about

Something that's been a hobby of mine

I ask a colleague if I can't check my e-mails

Sit down at the computer and click go online

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And insert the CD into the player

And press the button that says 'go'

Walk out of the office, close the door behind me

Jump into my car and drive down the road

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As the lights go off all around me

As traffic lights fail and power goes down

As the energy company I work for's

Telephones start ringing

I pat my passport and drive out of town

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This is what happens when you downsize people

If your company rota is just a list of names

When the names get pulled off by someone on high

Someone will look and say this must change.