With the first click of the latch He opened the door on the future Saw the way the sun shone On the parquet floors From the backstreets The death and disease It seemed like the house With the golden lights From Vauxhall Viva to Ford Cortina To colour from black and white Polaroids show the decades pass There was a warmth that I felt too Safe at last from cradle to grave But in the shadow of the atomic age From Vauxhall Viva to Ford Cortina To colour from black and white With the first click of the latch He opened the door on the future All the optimism of the post war years In the blink of an eye A lifetime passed And with the last click of the latch He closed the door on the past