After the re after the storm post-war London six years on At the side of the Thames: Skylon Broken walls An end to all good things open skies Seen through roo ess houses. But down by the Thames 300 feet above the river soaring higher than The church spires Skylon Rising up before me Oating in mid air I lost myself in wonder It was something from Dan Dare. A vision of the future A beacon in the night sky A promise of much better days a new Jerusalem Looking up at Skylon Lost in a dream Of impossible things A brave new world to come. Underneath the Skylon colours in a grey world A pick-me-up for the nation, the work of Giants Here in London town Bells fall silent Thrown to the ground Books are burning Red at low tide But down by the Thames Mighty marvels will arise Science lighting up the dark nights: Skylon A vision of the future Rising at the water's edge The turning wheels of industry, invention and makers of wonders. We'll be the New Elizabethans explorers of distant land Make ourselves a better place A new Jerusalem