England

Fluttered soul Hails from low Even when life does prolong All my years Pray with peers To find from where we do belong Holes and bones Carrying stones To build the home where do live long Kids to roam Shape up loam The haven is to help them all Father, please Let this breeze Sing my song, oh, sing along In the heart of your heartless world Where everything seems to be vain A new sphere made of gold Rising up whilst it rains Hope grows thirst Pays the rest When I crawl instead of walk Kids are fierce Roll the wheels Haven now is not for flock Father, please Let this breeze Sing my song, oh, sing along All my years Pray with peers To find from where we do belong