Lyrics:

Fresh start, another day, another life, a quiet cafe. Starbuck euphoria
Count my blessings, crossword ready.?Soon,?pipe and slippers?in the study by the telly
I?seek forgiveness, I beg your pardon at number 9 Mulberry Gardens

Fresh start, another day, another life so far away from hell-raised aria
Now I lay me down to live in acquiescence, mine to give to all who listen
Deaf to dark un-heavenly host at 25 Mulberry Close

Fresh start, another day, another life so far away from white heat Arabia
Comrades' pictures on the mantle, lit by flower-scented candle, ghostly flicker
Last man standing, bowed but alive at 33 Mulberry Drive

Fresh start, another day, another life not so far away in slow-burn suburbia
All routine and repetition, stamp-collecting, first editions, steam train-spotting
Numb the senses and numb the brain, at 54 Mulberry Lane

Fresh start, another day, my cared-for partner just slipped away from sweet utopia
Bequeathed comforts, ceramic hob, electric blanket, your uncle's Bob: a pretty picture
Treasured moments, past and present, at 17 Mulberry Crescent