Holy world hidden in pain
Pain that flies through the air
Glance of sadness you
could perceive
Gazes that strengthen your heart
Shinning sun light the town
The evil hides in the dark
Children looking for in the sky
Quietness and peace
for their lives
Winds of love caress their faces
Angels hold their hearts
Smiling faces feeling the light
Pure and innocent hearts
Shine in the dark
cked down
and they put you first in line
And so you finally ask yourself
just how big you are
and take your place in a wiser
world of bigger motor cars
<Intelrude>
So Where the hell was Biggles
when you needed him
last Saturday
And where were all the sportsmen
who always pulled you though
They're all resting down
in Cornwall
writing up their memoirs
for a paper-back edition
of the Boy Scout Manual
See there! A man born