Once Upon a Tyne

Close, close. Watch Monument crumble.

Watch walls melt away as you

fall into distant, growing mind

and see bridges fly.

Golden trees plant their roots amongst the

rubble of Eldon Square;

Northumberland Street is washed away

by streams

of glowing, flowing, silver sheen;

beasts and beauties, sprites and spirits

dance amongst shoppers.

Now choose which view is but a dream.