No peace on Earth yet before the dawn One hundred priests say a prayer In expectation, they stand withdrawn And all their promises laid bare
Now on a Monday, bright early morning They run for the only train
Then every bell that ever rang On Englands warm sunny days And every bird that ever sang And every brass band that played The sound of kids on village greens The giant horse caravan The market stalls and steam machines Would stir the heart of every man
Between the pages wild flowers were pressed Until one day theyd be found No explanation, theyd all been blessed And then it all came around
Time and the jealous eyes will be looking Back to a better place
When every doors laid open wide Its not so rich but its true That anyone can step inside Its been so long overdue This fairytale will draw you near And give you back the age of man A shining star, the last frontier Will take you back where you began
Going somewhere Ill keep waiting so long
Then every bell that ever rang On Englands warm sunny days And every bird that ever sang And every brass band that played The sound of kids on village greens The giant horse caravan The market stalls and steam machines Would stir the heart of every man