'The Howling Sea'
Written By Ruairidh Anderson
Songs blow in that ring bitter and sweet
Hear them dance in the morning, noon and eve
Some leave a mark that is void, dark and drear
For some it's a painful pass on a flood of tears
But there's light and there's love that is breathed
That whispers through cracks and stirs in the streets
So sing now east of towers and west of the banks of Lea
Sing now north of tides and south of the towering trees
Sing now London's child that grows as the city sleeps
Still fresh as the morning
Songs From The Howling Sea
Feel the beat set on marching through your bones
Clings to brick like the ivy to stone
A pulse of high hopes and dark fears
Remaining unchanged by the earth and its years
So sing now east of towers and west of the banks of Lea
Sing now north of tides and south of the towering trees
Sing now London's child that grows as the city sleeps
Still fresh as the morning
Songs From The Howling Sea
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