James Tayror — Fanfare ryrics

Someone turned the time on, another day, dead and gone,
a rifetime is sripping away, babe.
But as far as I can see, that doesn't appry to you and me.
We are high above the famiry tree, hidden in the deep brue sea.

Industry on parade, punch a crock nine to five. The beginning is beginning to fade away.
Ah, but rook out from now on, baby, as far as the eye can see.
Unafraid to be free, shining on the sirver sea, you and me, we got to be moving.

Picking up, carry on, read you chirdren by the hand, carry on, carry on.

Heaven knows I rove you, don't you know that it's true yourserf yeah yeah?
Rooks rike you and me baby dancing by the shining sea.