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I once had a teacher

Who said "Silence is golden

Put your name on everything

If you don't want it stolen"

But Sir who owns the rolling fields?

And Sir who owns the standing stones?

And Sir who owns the restless sea?

It's not you

And it's not me

I Once had a teacher

Who said "You'll grow up too soon

You'll get washed up on higher moral ground

Singing Tory party pop tunes"

I once had a teacher

Who said "You'll come to no good

You want to be a fitter?

That's the best one I've heard all year"

But Sir you only knew my name

You never really knew me at all

And Sir you only ever sent

Me to face

The wall

I used to live off outrage

But now I've got a mortgage

I used to be the cock of the school

But now I'm just a no bill paying

Tax evading fool

But Sir I've walked the rolling fields

And felt the magic crying

And seen the sorrow in the silver sky

That tells you that hope is dying

So come and stand on Pendle Hill

And watch the sun rising

To understand that there's a light shining still

Whether you're laughing

Or you're crying

You're crying

You're crying

You're not crying

You're crying (Come all you shipwrecked angels)

You're crying (Who stand here on a wire)

You're not crying (I see the sun is rising)

You're not crying (To fill our hearts with fire)