Railway Tales

        
LIE IN THE DARK AND LISTEN
by Noel Coward Lie in the dark and listen, It's clear tonight so they're flying high Hundreds of them, thousands perhaps, Riding the icy, moonlight sky. Men, materials, bombs and maps Altimeters and guns and charts Coffee, sandwiches, fleece-lined boots Bones and muscles and minds and hearts English saplings with English roots Deep in the earth they've left below Lie in the dark and let them go Lie in the dark and listen. Lie in the dark and listen They're going over in waves and waves High above villages, hills and streams Country churches and little graves And little citizen's worried dreams. Very soon they'll have reached the sea And far below them will lie the bays And coves and sands where they used to be Taken for summer holidays. Lie in the dark and let them go Lie in the dark and listen. Lie in the dark and listen City magnates and steel contractors, Factory workers and politicians Soft hysterical little actors Ballet dancers, 'reserved' musicians, Safe in your warm civilian beds Count your profits and count your sheep Life is flying above your heads Just turn over and try to sleep. Lie in the dark and let them go Theirs is a world you'll never know Lie in the dark and listen.
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