Galahad from Belltower by Belltower

Oh the compass tells stories
Of how it was tricked
By the pale copper penny
Laying traps across the rift
When the deer start to wane
And the fish start to fly
We’ll rope poor Pluto
Right out of the sky

Chorus:
Oh my mind often wanders
Through the seasons and the clutter
To our brothers in arms
The ones that fold when it gets hard
To the wars and their victors
And the songs and their singers
And the hum of the great beyond
As it reaches out upon across the lakes
Oh the lakes

You were just like Galahad
Bringing home the grail
When you lit up Atlanta
With your long lateen sail
Water graced the open fields
A sigh across the land
As Vivian took Georgia
In the palm of her hand

Chorus

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