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We've been here a long time
Follow the time line
Since the old king came to town
History will show
The overlords come and go
But you can't keep a good spirit down
Queuing by the chip shop
Waiting by the post box
Making the best of the day
The church and the steeple
The pubs and the people
Each one has plenty to say
In these troubled times
So much is unknown
But I still smile with pride
At the place that I call home
Well we've seen myths and we've seen legends
Recessions and depressions
We've seen happiness and hardship side by side
Until those better days arrive
This is just another reason to survive
And we're still alive
Street lights, street signs
The fields and the skyline
These places I know so well
The men and the women
The places they've lived in
They all have a story to tell
Passing by the butcher's
People waiting in the sun
I think of better days
And better still to come
Yes we've seen all the myths and legends
Recessions and depressions
We've seen happiness and heartache side by side
Until those better days arrive
This is just another reason to survive
To those who didn't make it
Even though you're gone
You're still here in our memories
Your spirit still lives on
And though the faces come and go
Well there's still one thing that I know
I will be here until the day I die
Staying safe and staying strong
Keeping calm and carrying on
Well it takes all of this and more just to survive
But we're still alive
We're still alive
We're still alive
We're still alive
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The Mighty Fallen
07:27
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Wide awake, not sleeping
Each of my doubts I'm keeping
Every night's just the same
Now the fear has grown impossible to tame
All of their words replaying
Baffled by what they're saying
Learning that nothing is decided
Even love is misguided
Dare to dream you're not to blame
Taking the time to look back
Head in the clouds, what's wrong with that?
Ever tomorrow to make a change
Future times always seem so far away
Am I so wrong after all?
Longing for lost times that I recall
Looking to find just one reason
One thing to believe in
For that one moment of faith
Thank you for showing me
How it was and how it could have been
Everything is withering
What will be left to see?
Eyes will soon be dry now
So many tears I've cried now
Tragedy does have a beauty
Heaven is hell now, not much hope to see
Eden was all a fairy tale
And even the light is growing pale
Rage is empty and broken
The dreamers never woken
By and by, this ship will sail
Ready to take the journey
One last look, no returning
Knowing that yesterday was golden
Eternally beholden
Now there's no more words to say
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Lean Into The Madness
02:56
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Out of the dark night
Into the day light
It seems such a long way to go
I'll stay out of touch
Right now there's so much
It's better that I don't know
Don't want to see
The future unwind
So please don't disturb
I'm hiding in my mind
Insanity's rise
I lean into the madness
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Whistle Along
07:21
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No lyrics, but here’s a rough description.
The scene opens with a wood made of trees, but you can't see the trees for the wood.
A dolphin, loping along the track, is pursued merrily by a pack of artichokes driving a Ford Steinway.
The smoke clears to reveal a group of keyboards playing each other at tennis. This goes on for some time and really gets quite predictable, but the duck in the deckchair sucking a strawberry doesn't seem to mind.
The scene changes, with alarming dis-consideration to a deserted street, which is quite empty.
(Enter, The Masked Pipes and Drums of the loonies from Lullworth)
"WEEEEE! A doh doh doh dohdly doh, a doh doh doh dohdly doh and a shop shop shop shop shop shop shopity shop. Alright, I'm goin' down the shop!"
(Exit stage left)
(Tom Crentonville), You What?"
(Nigel Prontconk, the band leader) "I'm goin' down the shop!"
(Tom Crentonville) "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
(The Band) "Alright!"
They dance wildly to a jig, played by a wood sprout with a vocoder.
The duck abandons his strawberry and joins in.
Ever they spin, in ever decreasing circles, before finally disappearing up their own sense of pretentiousness.
(St. Francis of a C word) "’Ere! I just want more drones and birds meart!"
The onlooking and hither too un-present crowd cheers, and the dance re-commences.
Shards of light sparkle in the scented breeze, revealing a world of magic and wonder, which fades almost as soon as it appears.
But wait. What in the name of sanity is this?
The mad Mothster enters, riding his reputation in a careless (some might say downright irresponsible) manner.
His innocent, yet satanic laughter echoes through the night, as he sails up the palace steps on mischief bent.
The guards attempt to stop him, but they are as broccoli stems to a determined pig.
In the ensuing preamble, Big Ben clones itself and plays merry hell with Old Father Time, while some nesting cuckoo clocks, startled by the fracas, take to the skies adding their voices to the din.
Peace almost descends, but can't quite bring itself to bother.
Somewhere, a phone rings. The Mothster, now clad in his leopard skin dressing gown, eventually picks it up.
(Mothster) "Allo!"
(The Voice of Everyone) "SHUT UP!"
Things generally limber on, dwindling their way to an unsettled yet definitive halt.
Much too late, the powers that be arrive to put a stop to this whole thing. And as the Mothster drops his clangers, the duck looks on, wondering what all that was about.
Concluding, such is life. And back he goes, strawberry in hand.
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Still Alive (Reprise)
03:19
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We've been here a long time
Come rain and come shine
Through each generation of change
Open your window
Watch the world come and go
Be thankful some things stay the same
Treasure your time
Take a moment to breathe
Gather your strength
And do what you believe
Yes we will be the myths and legends
Expressions and transgressions
Left to those who will come after you and I
And while the fire of life still burns
Give them lessons they can learn
Give them every single reason to survive
We're still alive
Way before the light
I’m waiting by the window
Who will be the first?
The first to break the silence
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Overture (Live)
04:20
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Migration (Live)
03:04
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The Merry Vicar (Live)
07:32
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