Lyrics - Wise After The Event by Phillips Anthony

Four thousand monks in a maelstrom
All crying out for release.
Three cheers for old
Mother
Hailsham
She's sticking to her beliefs.
A hundred ships took to the high seasintent on sailing the world.
They might have known that a rainy skywould scatter swine before pearls.
One by
One, the
Centaur is breaking its chainsand, after all, we're blood and flesh and pain.
Cover it up high, cover it up low
Cerebus stirring,finally learning,
Lamplighters' torches extinguishthe flames of our fate.
Six sturdy
Bold held the
Tiber
Across the stakes they did swarm.
And in a chance he was leaving
Throughout his watch he was warming their guards.
I met a man on a spreading kitewho set his course for the sun.
But when
I asked what he'd found up therehe said he'd just been for fun.
Hour by hour, the
Jigsaw is piecing together
In fear and dread, we wait the final act.
Gathering up high, gathering up low,
See how the earth quakeswatch as the crust breaksbeating the air as the hot windcomes blowing my way.
A million men marched on
Memphis,to pay respect to their
Kingbut when they came to
Fort
Laudervillethey found they all had to sing -
So we're
Getting so much wiser, it's so much fun.

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