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I once had a teacher
Who said "Silence is golden
Put your name on everything
If you don't want it stolen"
But Sir who owns the rolling fields?
And Sir who owns the standing stones?
And Sir who owns the restless sea?
It's not you
And it's not me
I Once had a teacher
Who said "You'll grow up too soon
You'll get washed up on higher moral ground
Singing Tory party pop tunes"
I once had a teacher
Who said "You'll come to no good
You want to be a fitter?
That's the best one I've heard all year"
But Sir you only knew my name
You never really knew me at all
And Sir you only ever sent
Me to face
The wall
I used to live off outrage
But now I've got a mortgage
I used to be the cock of the school
But now I'm just a no bill paying
Tax evading fool
But Sir I've walked the rolling fields
And felt the magic crying
And seen the sorrow in the silver sky
That tells you that hope is dying
So come and stand on Pendle Hill
And watch the sun rising
To understand that there's a light shining still
Whether you're laughing
Or you're crying
You're crying
You're crying
You're not crying
You're crying (Come all you shipwrecked angels)
You're crying (Who stand here on a wire)
You're not crying (I see the sun is rising)
You're not crying (To fill our hearts with fire)