England 1914-Ralph McTell

[ti:England 1914] [ar:Ralph McTell] [al:Streets Of London - Best Of] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]England 1914 - Ralph McTell [00:09.14]Night stirs her inky finger [00:11.58] [00:13.00]In the water of the day [00:15.22] [00:17.70]The tired sun drops slowly in the sky [00:21.99] [00:25.62]And everywhere the gentle [00:28.82] [00:30.26]Air hangs heavy with the day song [00:33.60] [00:34.75]Evening calls the lamplight out to come [00:39.27] [00:43.00]Children's wooden hoops go [00:47.21]Clattering down the street [00:49.43] [00:51.12]Soon they're called inside [00:54.03] [00:54.66]It's getting late [00:55.87] [00:59.21]The grand canal [01:00.68] [01:01.49]Now splashed with red [01:04.30]Reflects on swallows wings [01:06.07] [01:07.86]The lamplighter knows [01:09.70]The song the evening sings [01:13.40] [01:15.94]But the gas-lamps stand like soldiers [01:18.87] [01:19.90]Hiss warnings to the wind [01:22.37] [01:24.20]Their evening vespers rophicy a war [01:29.49] [01:32.61]The world divides [01:34.25] [01:34.76]And men take sides [01:36.00] [01:37.34]The spark bursts into flame [01:39.59] [01:41.43]Nothing can be quite the same again [01:46.23] [01:49.75]Dog barks in the distance [01:52.11] [01:53.64]Child cries in her sleep [01:56.37] [01:57.95]Night waits for the dawn with baited breath [02:02.84] [02:06.03]The old school the old rule [02:10.13] [02:10.64]Rung out on a muffinman's bell [02:13.34] [02:15.03]The lamplighter has made his nightly call [02:20.24] [02:23.77]Dreams of hope and peace [02:25.82] [02:27.30]Sent clattering down the streets [02:29.78] [02:31.89]Empty like the promises they made [02:36.01] [02:40.02]The wars rage on and different wrongs [02:43.53] [02:44.31]Will someone please explain [02:47.06] [02:48.46]That peace is not the lamplighter [02:52.12] [02:52.72]Cause he's not coming back again