Who am I to say if I'm blind to see?
Hidden in the water was the memory
England's pleasant dreaming is a lesson in deceiving
With no empathy, just a fallen tree

So are we turning corners or counting down the hours
And if we're throwing sticks and stones
Is it from ivory towers?
Is it just a fable we're singing to the masses?
Or are we burning bridges in temple Tudor castles

How am I to feel when the winter comes?
Skating on the thin ice of the deeds we've done
England's pleasant dreaming, a Jerusalem worth keeping
In parenthesis, If you're ill at ease

So are we turning corners or counting down the hours
And if we're throwing sticks and stones
Is it from ivory towers?
Is it just a fable we're singing to the masses?
Or are we burning bridges in temple Tudor castles

And hey, you said yourself
There is dignity in breaking down the rules
And what have we become?
Nothing but sailors on the ship of fools

So are we turning corners or counting down the hours
And if we're throwing sticks and stones
Is it from ivory towers?
Is it just a fable we're singing to the masses?
Or are we burning bridges in temple Tudor castles