The Smivets - England Sleeps

A Triumph Herald
Soft top down
Crests the rise
On the A361
The boy's not optimistic
That this one'll pick up hitchhikers
But she stops
And says come on

And England sleeps

Well you can walk for miles
And feel like you haven't gone anywhere
You can sit stock still
And feel like you've seen the world
Well I've travelled the earth
Flown my banner in a hundred countries
But I always seem to fall back
To the place where it first unfurled

Where England sleeps
Perchance to dream
The finest place on earth
So it might seem
England sleeps
But have no fear
I'm not some swivel-eyed zealot
I just quite like it here
Where England sleeps

Is England sleeping
In Merlin's hidden cave
With a hundred of King Arthur's finest
Waiting to ride out and save the day?
Well I heard that rumour
But I know that it can't be
Because I know where she is sleeping
And it's right here
It's right here, deep down within me

Well you can talk about the Beatles
And Tim Berners-Lee
Talk about William Shakespear
Giants of their day
But if you walk the green back lanes
And the ordinary streets
You'll see a thousand years of footprints
That guided their way

To where England sleeps
Perchance to dream
The finest place on earth
So it might seem
England sleeps
But have no fear
I'm not some swivel-eyed zealot
I just quite like it here
Where England sleeps

Written by:
Steve Smith

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