Echoes of Bordon

[Verse]
Bordon was a military town
Now the soldiers laid down
Houses sprouting from the ground
Change the speed of sound
[Verse 2]
Builders turning gears all day
Old paths morph and sway
New faces pave the way
Whispered histories fade away
[Chorus]
Echoes of boots in the dirt
Now hammers and nails do the work
In the wind you hear a murmur
Past and future in a blur
[Verse 3]
Memories of drills and drills
Now the blueprints fill the hills
Silent ranks used to stand still
Now the dreams are builders' thrill
[Bridge]
Foundations strong as a soldier's will
Walls rise where folks find thrill
Every brick a story to spill
From war scars to domestic quills
[Chorus]
Echoes of boots in the dirt
Now hammers and nails do the work
In the wind you hear a murmur
Past and future in a blur