achilles' last stand

it was an april morning when they told us we should go

and as i turned to you

you smiled at me

how could we say no?

with all the fun to have

to live the dreams we always had

whoa

the songs to sing when we at last return again

sending off a glancing kiss to those who claim they know

below the streets that steam and hiss

the devil is in his hole

oh to sail away to sandy lands and other days

oh to touch the dream

hides inside and never seen

into the sun the south the north

at last the birds have flown

the shackles of commitments fell in pieces on the ground

oh to ride the wind

to tread the air above the din

oh to laugh aloud

dancing as we fought the crowd

to seek the man whose pointing hand

the giant step unfolds

to guide us from the curving path

that turns our feet to stone

if one bell should ring in celebration for a king

so fast the heart should beat as proud the head with heavy feet

days went by when you and i bathed in eternal summer's glow

as far away and distant our mutual child did grow

oh the sweet refrain soothes the soul and calms the pain

oh albion remains

sleeping now to rise again

wondering and wandering

what place to rest the search

the mighty arms of atlas hold the heavens from the earth

the mighty arms of atlas hold the heavens from the earth

from the earth

i know the way

know the way

know the way

know the way

oh the mighty arms of atlas hold the heavens from the earth