Big Big Train - Brave Captain

BRAVE CAPTAIN (David Longdon) [Part 1: Captain Albert Ball cradled in the arms of Mademoiselle Lieppe - Coulon, May 7th, 1917] [Part 2: Memorial to Captain Albert Ball, Nottingham Castle grounds 1973] A statue of a young man Defiantly stands, Glove held in left hand, With an Angel close by his shoulder. At the stroke of midnight, When no one's in sight, Beneath the floodlights, What does she whisper? What has he told her? Sunshine through the leaves, Back in '73 With my parents and we Were eating ice cream In the shade of the old trees. I asked: "Who was he?" My dad said to me: "Although he was only twenty, He was a hero who'd died for his country." Well, you should have seen me, Who would believe me now? Racing around the castle grounds, Wild imagination in full flight. My arms stretched wide, I'll be a brave Captain of the Skies. [Part 3: "The Great Game"] You were a flying ace From the history books, Thrilling deeds and dashing looks, Fulfilling your destiny, Simply doing your duty For King and Country. You were the poster boy Who shunned your own fame, Who didn't take to the accolades. Even when propaganda Screamed your name, You believed celebrity to be nonsense. You were a loner, a solitary man, Practical minded And good with your hands. Your letters sent home Revealed, this weapon had a conscience. Until at long last your plane emerges From out of the low cloud Inverted, flying upside-down, Too close to the ground to recover. Heading earthbound, No engine sound, Black smoke trailing, Silently falling down - Brave Captain of the Skies. [Part 4: Annoeullin, The Present Day] Brave Captain of the Skies, Brave Captain of the Skies…