WOLFE
(Lyrics by Ashley Hutchings)

The boast of heraldry the pomp of power
And all that beauty and all that wealth ere gave
Awaits alike the inevitable hour the paths of glory lead but to the grave…..
Thomas Gray's Elegy Written On a Country Church Yard

The fleet was a floating forest spread before me on the Thames
And Greenwich bells saluted all her fine departing sons
I stood upon the hillside, my spyglass misted ore and I
Turned to make my way to home once more

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Oh to cross the line and defy the time forever
To take the path of happiness and walk away the pain
If for one last time you could hold these hands together
Content to scale the heights of home again

It's hard to lose your loved one to a nation's grateful heart
For now you are her sweetheart and you never more shall part
Your virtue she may trade on and your likeness she may buy
But she'll not hold you any more than I

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Last night I dreamt you lay with me with your head upon my breast
You had no thought of trading me for glory in the west
The park was then our Eden and the stars our guileless game
We charted them until the comet came

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This land may want you for a hero
She can call her very own
To glory you in battle and to honor you in stone
I have no need of gratitude and praise and nothing more
I want my love beside me as before

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