The Underfall Yard

Steel in the skies and the road

Somehow travelling far

Chasing a dream of the west

Made with iron and stone

These are old hills that stand in the way

Breaking the line

It came out of the storm

Out of the sea

To the permanent way

Using just available light

He could still see far

Deep in the heart of the land

Breaking through the old stone

Chasing the trail of the water

Down through underground streams

Working the way through the valleys and fields

Grass grown hills and stone

Parting the land

With the mark of man

The permanent way

Using just available light

He could still see far skies

Deep time

[Guitar solo]

These are old places stood in the way

Low cloud comes to ground

The grey and the green and the bold and the brave

On the permanent way

Using just available light

He could still see far

Using just available light

He could still see far

Twelve stones from the water

Continents apart

The clouds are gathering again

Filling up the sky

It rains on England

Roofless engine houses

Distant hills like bookends

Frame electrical storms

Moving out to sea

Away from England

[Flute solo]

Those days have gone, those days...

Those days have gone, those days...

Those days have gone

Their names are lost

The stories left untold

Those days have gone, those days...

Their names are lost

The stories left untold

Under an ordinary star

We are just moments of time

It is the end of the line

This place is worked out

Those days have gone

Their names are lost

The stories left untold

A faultline opens in the ground

Waves make their way to the shore

This is the end of the line

Time worn and broken

Hey yeah!

These things have faded with the light

Few know the stories now

This is the end of the line

Time worn and broken

This is the end of the line

Time worn and broken

Under steel grey skies

He is drawn across the river

No bands played

There was no sound

A sunray met the dark

Of the fuller's earth

It is gone now

It is over

All good things and everything...

This used to be a railway town

Now we're travelling without knowing

Without meaning

Light bleeds from the world

Starcross, the Underfall Yard

The iron and the stone is broken

The dream of the Western mind

Searching for reason

Is gone now

These are old places stood in the way

Grass grown hills and stone

Parting the land

With the mark of man

The permanent way

Using just available light

He could still see far

Twelve stones from the water

Clouds [split?] the sky

Rain down, rain down on England

Twelve stones from the water

[???] sky

Rain down, rain down on England

Twelve stones from the water

Oh, rain down