Grey Lady Down - The Flyer

The Flyer [Grey Lady Down 1995] (Louis David/Martin Wilson) You have lived no fairy tale And fallen foul of the truth But when the man with the note he calls You're sea of frightened, shaken youth But there must be a better way for a chance of life But there must be a better way for a chance of life A chance of life You have seen the golden dream of life Snatched from your loving hands And through your cloudy misty eyes You will never quite understand Contact... With the boys in the King's brigade We fight till our freedom's regained The loss of life, the final cry You spin away, you fall, you die And the stories of the night That cloud the sleeping time You saw her face again With the smile of your closest friend And the child left by you And the heart left by you And the soul left by you And the world left by you Bring him back... You're over the top , you're under attack But it's me that's bearing the flak Oh Lord please bring him back, please bring him back... Warm beer by the village green A sunlit have no serene But it's only me that dreams Spiralling down in that fiery scene But the sound of leather on willow Winner, loser 'jolly good fellow' Hero with a 'getcha next year' smile May be we should talk for a while But down in the dirty town The milkman's doing his daily round He's safe and sound on the ground As my love, my life has fallen down There's a corner of a foreign field that is forever England