A Little History

from by Ichabod

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And did those feet in ancient times
Wear steel-cap boots?
Or did they trample down the northern towns
Where the flowers of sin take root?

I'm happy to consider change
If it be your will
But the blood that ran through my father's veins
Runs in me still

I was born with a shovel in my hand
To dig my legacy in the contours of this land

But it's all concrete round here
Those places I hold dear
What more can we do
But dye their white collars blue
And hold out for a miracle

To all those souls lost out at sea
Tear the standard from the mast
From Orgreave south to Agincourt
Mark the follies of our past

I understand that I must take up arms
When I'm shipped out to the war
All I ask for in return
Is a home worth fighting for

I was born with a shovel in my hand
To dig my legacy in the contours of this land

But it's all concrete round here
Those places I hold dear
What more can we do
But dye their white collars blue
And hold out for a miracle

I've been set up for a fall
As I donkey-stone the steps of St Paul's
Turns out that there's no heaven after all
Just somewhere else but here

It's all concrete round here
Those places I hold dear
What more can we do
But dye their white collars blue
And hold out for a miracle

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from Waltz Disney, released September 20, 2014

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