In The Heal Of The Night

 

In the heal of the night when the blaze has blown
In the heal of the night there was song unsung 
When the men of mind did the whine and song 

In the heal of the night there was song unsung 

On the Wetherby side by the Roman stone
Four hundred lines keeled by lung
In the douse of the light where the cold wind blowed

In the heal of the night there was song unsung 

In the spirit of life we were taught to sing
With the spirit of life we were taught to bring 
Not the worldly calls for they eat too much
Let the demi-gods go, they are out of touch

In the heal of the night when the blaze has blown
In the heal of the night there was song unsung 
When the men of mind did whine and song 
In the heal of the night there was song unsung

We were taught to hide we were taught to cry 
All the things that the real men despise
In the douse of the light where the cold wind blowed
In the heal of the night there was song unsung 

Young spirit in the old, old spirit in the young
Young spirit in the old, old spirit in the young

Look out for the young
Look out for the young
 

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