Big Big Train - Summoned By Bells Lyrics
Took a little timeto find the pastto walk the roadswe used to knowthat lead us home.Houses in terraced rowsthat crowd aroundthe railway yard,just sidings now,all overgrown.Above the high fieldsclouds are grey and gold;it’s as good a place as anywhere.War cameand fires were seenfrom 30 miles away;a city burned,they wait in line,out in the high fields,summoned by bells,church; school; factory; home.Along the London Roadacross the park at Spinney Hill,sledging in the snow,we had our scrapes and our fights,it was part of the deal.Time moved quickly thenthings were changing all around,the world cameto this small world,over the hillsides and rooftops,different stories were heard.We moved onfound a new place,we remembered the daysof our younger lives,we moved on.Long years passwe walk the roadswe used to know,carried with therain that falls.A stone’s throw from the linesome of the old places survive,a golden thread in time,a stream running down from the hillsinto the heart of the high fields.So come on now,you know it’s alright,those were the days of our younger lives.Early evening, midweekin a market town,walking down thosesame old roadswe know.
