Lyr Add: Drake's Drum (Anne Lister)

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Drake's Drum (Anne Lister)
From: Joe Offer
Date: 27 Jan 08 - 02:59 AM

Here are Anne's notes, from Waiting for the Hero:

Sir Francis Drake, hero of the defeat of the Spanish Armada and many a buccaneering adventure besides. His drum can still be seen at Buckland Abbey in Devon; and there is a tradition that he, like King Arthur and many other heroes, is just waiting to be called back to save us all from disaster. This song gives the album its overall title, by the way.

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Drake's Drum (Anne Lister)
From: Susan of DT
Date: 26 Jan 08 - 02:42 PM

This is the third song on Drake's Drum. The other two are already in the DT. They have other authors.

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Drake's Drum (Anne Lister)
From: Brendy
Date: 26 Jan 08 - 01:00 PM

Lovely build-up, Anne.

Brilliant sentiment.

B.

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Drake's Drum (Anne Lister)
From: GUEST,Jon
Date: 26 Jan 08 - 12:56 PM

For that title, see also here

Subject: Lyr Add: DRAKE'S DRUM (Anne Lister)
From: Mrrzy
Date: 26 Jan 08 - 12:49 PM

^^
DRAKE'S DRUM
Anne Lister (Tabster) on Waiting for the Hero

Down in the abbey you can see Drake's drum, far across the Devon moor
They say we'll hear it beating when the hero comes as it did when he went to war.
They say you'll hear it beating when we need him most, deep in the Devon hills
Beating the drum like a marching ghost, but it seems that we're waiting still.

It seems I've been listening all my life, listening for the drum
Waiting to be rescued, waiting to live, waiting till the hero comes.

I've seen Nelson's jacket in a fine glass case, clear in a spotlight glare
They say it's his blood on the delicate lace, a piece of him lying there.
And we've dug great holes in the hills and dales looking where Arthur sleeps
Looking for redemption in the myths and tales, salvation in the castle keep.

Far in the forest, deep and dark, there's a castle where a princess waits
They say she was punctured by a magical dart and left to her sleeping fate
Until one day a prince will come, the right man brave and true
The years will pass while the princess dreams and no other prince will do.

Suppose there are no heroes and there's no prince, suppose we're on our own
Stories are just stories, myths are myths, and we have to cope alone
In real life some moments end in pain, there's nothing you can do
We're all each other's heroes, so hold my hand and we'll try to battle through.