Olde England Alive

The days were long and yet fleeting

As I made my way across the isle

Through the patchwork of towns, quietly keeping

Olde England alive, mm

I saw Ferris wheels and a May Queen dancing

I heard church bells ring in the many stony spires

And by the light of the dart, I found you waiting

Olde England alive

Father, you lied

You said it died

But I tell you now, Olde England is alive

A fair wind blew south, clouds a-clearing

As I drove from the tor under painted skies

To where the marshmen sing, for the salt and the samphire

Olde England's alive

Those books, they lied

They said it died

But I tell you now, Olde England is-

I tell you now, Olde England is alive

We're Olde England bound

Our stories are written in the ground

I'm alive, and I'm home, home in Olde England

I'm alive, and I'm home, home in Olde England

I'm alive, and I'm home, home in Olde England

I'm alive, and I'm home, home in Olde England (I feel alive!)

I'm alive, and I'm home, home in Olde England (Olde England's alive!)

I'm alive, and I'm home, home in Olde England (I feel alive!)

I'm alive, and I'm home, home in Olde England (Olde England's alive!)

I'm alive, and I'm home, home in Olde England (Olde England)

There's a calling in the bones, a warming of the stoves

In Olde England

Down the St. Michael line, the stories are alive

Of Olde England

From the gold Norfolk shores, the West Kennet moors

Of Olde England

How the molly men, they dance, put people in a trance

In Olde England

Olde England alive