Revival Ashore The Kings Table
We cast our lines draw in the sky soon the stars will hit the ground
Standing fulfilled or full of shame? Wind back the clock, watch time again…
Time again
It’s a long ride
pull up a chair, and are you pleased satisfied delighted?
Horrified shattered?
Front the full theatre, watch the expressions change across the room
judges scoring and retracing taking all into account
HAVE YOU SURPRISED YOURSELF WE’VE RUN AGROUND
Need to ride away, need to mend and change fate step out,
smash it don’t accept it
Need to ride away, need to mend and change fate step out,
smash it don’t accept it
So we will, so we will take up the rifle
and blow this story to pieces regather and separate the spoiled
This long journey with this weight upon your shoulders
the well, the relief, the destination and this bottomless pit drawing nearer
So we will so we will run so fast and far the story in hand
we will return to the king
the kings table
Beneath these dreams, triumph on white horses
