Texty: Levellers. Zeitgeist. Men-an-tol.

So I find myself among
The brave Southwestern hills
Running like a madman on the moor

Let the sweet Atlantic rain
Wash away my youth
The Men-An-Tol shone strangely in the storm

I get the strangest feeling
In the air around
It's more than just a feeling

A different way of seeing
A different kind of life
Something I believe in

But in amongst the city lights
The feeling's not so clean
Neon lights and faceless signs
Hide what I hold dear

It's there to find
If you have the mind
And you don't live in fear of it

I rest among what still remains
Of life's that passed before
Lighting strikes the top of Zen nor Tor

I find myself amazed again
At man's pathetic score
Years of knowledge wasted and ignored

I get the strangest feeling
In the air around
It's more than just a feeling

A different way of seeing
A different kind of life
Something I believe in

Here amongst the city lights
Feeling's not so clean
Faceless lights with neon shine
Hide what I hold dear

It's there to find
If you have the mind
And you don't live in fear of it

I get the strangest feeling
Something I believe in

Here amongst the city lights
Feeling's not so clean
Faceless lights with neon signs
Hide what I hold dear

It's there to find
If you have the mind
And you don't live in fear of it

I get the strangest feeling
It's more than just a feeling

A different way of seeing
A different kind of life
It's something I believe in