An Old English Dream

(The Well's on Fire)

They say this fair city has ten thousand souls

Some live in mansions

And some live in holes

Some eat from silver

And some eat from gold

Some sift through garbage

And sleep in the cold

Sleep out in the cold

I saw a great highway that stretched to the stars

I saw a deep river all choked up with cars

And a babe in a cradle and a cat with the cream

And an old English church yard and an old English dream

Once we had a country

And thought it so fair

If you look through the mirror

You can still find it there

But now our great country

Is broken and torn

And all of its promise

And liberties worn

Oh and liberties worn

I saw a great highway that stretched to the stars

I saw a deep river all choked up with cars

And a babe in a cradle and a cat with the cream

And an old English church yard and an old English dream

I saw a great plain in winter

All covered in snow

Ten thousand soldiers

That marched to and fro

I saw a broken down building

With ten thousand doors

But none of them open

And none of them yours

Oh none of them yours

I saw a great highway that stretched to the stars

I saw a deep river all choked up with cars

And a babe in a cradle and a cat with the cream

And an old English church yard and an old English dream

And an old English dream

Oh and an old English dream

Oh and an old English dream