Brave Captain

[Part 1: Captain Albert Ball cradled in the arms of Mademoiselle Lieppe - Coulon, May 7th, 1917]

[Instrumental]

[Part 2: Memorial to Captain Albert Ball, Nottingham Castle grounds 1973]

A statue of a young man

Defiantly stands

Glove held in left hand

With an Angel close by his shoulder

At the stroke of midnight

When no one's in sight

Beneath the floodlights

What does she whisper?

What has he told her?

Sunshine through the leaves

Back in '73

With my parents and we

Were eating ice cream

In the shade of the old trees

I asked "Who was he?"

My Dad said to me

"Although he was only twenty

He was a hero who'd died for his country"

Well, you should have seen me

Who would believe me now?

Racing around the castle grounds

Wild imagination in full flight

My arms stretched wide

I'll be a brave Captain of the Skies

[Part 3: "The Great Game"]

You were a flying ace

From the history books

Thrilling deeds and dashing looks

Fulfilling your destiny

Simply doing your duty

For King and Country

You were the poster boy

Who shunned your own fame

Who didn't take to the accolades

Even when propaganda

Screamed your name

You believed celebrity to be nonsense

You were a loner, a solitary man

Practical minded

And good with your hands

Your letters sent home

Revealed, this weapon has a conscience

Until at long last your plane emerges

From out of the low cloud

Inverted

Flying upside-down

Too close to the ground to recover

Heading earthbound

No engine sound

Black smoke trailing

Silently falling down

Brave Captain of the Skies

[Part 4: Annoeullin (The Present Day)]

Brave Captain of the Skies