Lyrics Flying Age - Paul Roland

Flying Age

We stood upon the heath, the astronomer and I
Counting parasols, watching couples cycle by
Suburban streets were still when someone cried aloud
And at that moment I looked up the war machines broke cloud
Airships filled the skies above our heads
The sky was dark and fires blushed it red
A low hum filled the air as they turned towards the town
Their bombs destroyed the bandstand and sent statues to the ground
Airships filled the skies above our heads
The sky was dark and fires blushed it red
Craters marked the common, rubble, smoke and flame
Someone fired a pistol in anger and in vain
Airships filled the skies above our heads
The sky was dark and fires blushed it red
Stunned he walked to Maida Vale and on reaching my front door
The astronomer said without a qualm «You know this must mean war»
Airships filled the skies above our heads
The sky was dark and fires blushed it red
Airships filled the sky, blacked out the sun
The old world died, a new age had begun