By the banks of the Thames ...Where the cold grey waters ripple ...n the misty morning light ...The sun fell cold upon my face ...As the dawn birds sing ...On a cold and misty morning

And in the light of a cold grey dawn ...d you used to dream of ...After all of the time gone by ...d you used to dream of ...In every minute of every hour so many ...Always just out of reach

In the darkness of the night in the shadows of the dawn ...king back the sands of time are sown ...the sun has turn to grey ...l we feel the power of freedom with the dawn of a new day? ...through the valleys of the slain ...ards to the journey of the brave ...will ring the sound of victory for one and...Silent tears of your hidden fears c...on for the memories of the everlasting dre...lent lands on wings of glory free ...ing the neverending light ...On through the days of glory rise towards ...The cries of war will sound the ...We stand before the dawn of a new world ...Cold winter skies are fa

wind was a torrent of darkness among the ...e road was a ribbon of moonlight, over the...s forehead, a bunch of lace at his chin,...A coat of the claret velvet, and breeches of brown doe-skin;...s eyes were hollows of madness, his hair l...s the black cascade of perfume came tumbli...und her to the foot of her narrow bed;...Two of them knelt at her c... now, on the stroke of midnight,...Cold, on the stroke of midnight,...The tip of one finger touched ...The tip of one finger touched ...And the blood of her veins in the mo...Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill,...Not till the dawn he heard it, his face grew grey to hear...ghway, with a bunch of lace at his throat....And still of a winter's night, t...he road is a ribbon of moonlight over the ... wind was a torrent of darkness...e road was a ribbon of moonlight...Before the morning light...And out of the tawny sunset...Before the rise of the moon...Oh not 'til the dawn had he heard it...With a bunch of lace at his throat...he road is a ribbon of moonlight

Dawn county line, ready ...sun glare, peep the cold air ..., paranooid at this light ...I saw the light at the end of the tunnel of life ...aped like fo' real, cold night to snow ...His grand dragon of his duty, rest in p...In the heart of the chill cold south ...Of course I been under...nt to to be old and grey

Enjoying the cold of a dark winter night...thing that once was light ... so lifeless and so grey ...Walking in the light of the moon ...ho am I in the eyes of the world ...t now I am the king of this winterlane ...In the middle of the mist in the fie...am lost in the maze of the night ...am losing all track of time ... trying to come out of this endless park ...The dawn of new desires ...The end of yesterday ...From a place of shelter ...I was so cold but I couldn't care

wind was a torrent of darkness ...e road was a ribbon of moonlight ...a bunch of lace at his chin ...a coat of claret velvet ...and breeches of brown doe-skin ...before the morning light ...As a black cascade of purfume ...and out of the tawny sunset ...before the rise of the moon ...to the foot of her narrow bed ...Two of them knelt at the c...l now on the stroke of midnight ...Cold on the stroke of midnight ...the tip of her finger touched ...Down the ribbon of moonlight ...over the brow of the hill ...her face was like a light ...Not till the dawn he heard it ...his face grew grey to hear ...with a bunch of lace at his throat....he road is a ribbon of moonlight ...s are an adaptation of the old english poe

e colours turn from grey to gold, ...And light flakes the golden c...pend our final days of our lives;

he moon is up, It's grey tonight,...son, from a million light years....he game is up, It's cold tonight,