Till I find out where will I go, where will I go? I don't know, I don't know I don't know where the spaces between my eyes Open up to heavenly skies, death awaits with pearly gates Those who've been mesmerized, many years have come and gone Went to see the standing stones Some in circle, some alone Ancient, worn and weather torn They chilled me to my very bone Many of these can be seen in quiet places, fields of green Of heathen lands with countless names And the only thing that remains are the rollright stones Space age before my eyes Opening up the skies Death awaits with pearly gates For those who've been mesmerized Many years have come and gone But progress marches slowly on Nature stains it has to stay Cause everybody is going insane The only the only thing that will sustain are the rollright stones. Rollright stones, rollright stones Went to see an ancient mount People buried underground Come or go we'll never know What it was like to hear that sound Black crow I know you've been here You've seen the sights of yesteryear You steal the grain, I can't complain And the only thing that remains are the rollright stones.
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