| Lyrics: | Peart, Lifeson)
Ten score years ago, defeat the kingly foe
A wondrous dream came
into being
Tame the trackless waste, no virgin land left chaste
All shining eyes, but
never seeing
Beneath the noble birth
Between the proudest words
Behind the
beauty, crack appear
Once, with heads held high
They sang out to the sky
Why do their
shadows bow in fear?
The guns replace the plow, facades are tarnished now
The
principles have been betrayed
The dreams's gone stale, but still, let hope
prevail
History's debt won't be repaid |
