Karine Polwart Tinsel Show
In the East the fires are burning Spires of stone and steel Smoke stack engine turning Wheel upon wheel
From a window, such a wonder Galaxies have come to land She sees stars and spells and spangles Sparklers in her hand
And the eyes of ages watch our tinsel show While hireling wages steal our dreams from our souls
In the East the fires are burning Spires of steel and stone Smoke stack engine turning Wheel upon wheel
From her window, such a wonder Flying saucers on the shore She sees disco lights and diamonds Bold Orion's sword
And the eyes of ages watch our tinsel show While hireling wages steal our dreams from our souls
Minarets of industry and spinnerets of alchemy Belfry towers for bells to ring in Colonnades of chemistry and cavalcades of conjury Choir stalls for hearts to sing in
In the East the fires are burning
