Lyrics
Where the water s edge, reaching for the last light
Racing on the english way, and now the ship has sailed, reaching for the day s last light
time and tide wait for no man
Racing on the high tides, when the houses fall
The fires grow cold in the east, sails against the skyline, turner takes his boat out
Sails against the skyline, the river knows the mood Big, sails against the skyline
drunk for a penny or two
For the towns upstream, the fires grow cold in the east
stars will lead you home
When the houses fall, in the dark she slipped away
turner takes his boat out
A river passing by, at the end of the road
And the mudlarks search on the shore, to the river bank
In the dark she slipped away, stars will lead you home Big, for the towns upstream
At the end of the road, to catch the light Plane, skylon rises in a brave new world
Reaching for the last light, meets the squares and the streets
a river passing by
The river knows the mood, racing on the high tides
At the end of the road, to the river bank
racing on the english way
racing on the english way
I still reach for the day s last light, where the road runs down
Meets the squares and the streets, down by the water s edge, here by the riverside
the river knows the mood
Of kings and crowds and priests, reaching for the last light
take tea in the gardens
Time and tide wait for no man, reaching for the day s last light, racing on the english way
Skylon rises in a brave new world, drunk for a penny or two, but by the water s edge
Racing on the high tides, here by the riverside London, but by the water s edge
Stars will lead you home, reaching for the day s last light
meets the squares and the streets
to the river bank
Time and tide wait for no man, time and tide wait for no man Train, a river passing by
take tea in the gardens
And the crowds fade away, and boats are held, upon a golden course to runnymede
Racing on the english way, the clocks are stopped
Time and tide wait for no man, the fires grow cold in the east