the tones of a siren on a child’s bike plays the opening chords of 80s song Fade to Grey:
yes, it will all fade to grey, I want to tell the child
as my memories fade to grey
will you just politely say goodnight
fade to grey
we go right round baby, like a record
the hounds of love will fade to grey
ashes to ashes
when a child throws down a toy
fade to grey
ooh fashion
fade to grey
rip it up and start again
fade to grey new romantics
don’t talk to me about love
fade to grey old romantics
fade to grey young hearts, run free
fade to grey, old souls
fade to grey, heart of glass
I will survive and fade to grey
hair and skin fade to grey
I am an anarchist selling butter by the fist
fade to grey
atomic, fade to grey
enola gay, is mother proud of little boy today?
fade to grey
we’re the kids until we fade to grey