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Rupert Hine - Anvils In Five Lyrics

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  • A space between three transverse lines
  • That move toward a point sublime
  • Each in its turn each turn in time
  • First one before then one behind
  • We lift the bell across the chime
  • The watcher sees with watchman eyes
  • Each in its turn each turn in time
  • First one before then one behind
  • We shield the soul with faces cold
  • To feed the young we eat the old
  • Each in its turn each turn in time
  • First one before then one behind
  • The grave is waste hear people cry
  • As peeling lips they wait to die
  • Each in its turn each turn in time
  • First one before then one behind
  • The point is named
  • where hands combine
  • eternally
  • doubtfully
  • zero
  • linger on
  • longer than known
  • What Pagan Jester planned our lives
  • And laid our heads on anvils five
  • Who civilised the fateful line
  • Between the point where hands combine
  • You've reached your turn
  • You're next in line
  • Step up my friend
  • I am behind...
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  • Lyric: David MacIver
  • Music: Rupert Hine & Simon Jeffes
  • Orchestra: The Martyn Ford Anvil Orchestra & Quartet
  • Linger on: The Anvil Chorus
  • Church Organ: Rupert Hine
  • Conductor: Gilbert Biberian
  • Orchestration: Simon Jeffes
  • There is an anvil for each sense

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