Empire Of The Clouds Songtext / Lyric

to ride the storm to an empire of the clouds



to ride the storm they climbed

aboard their silver ghost

to ride the storm to a kingdom that will come

to ride the storm and damn the rest... oblivion

royalty and dignitaries brandy and cigars

grey lady giant of the skies

you hold them in your arms

the millionth chance they laughed

to take down his majesty's craft

to india they say magic carpet float away

an october fateful day...

mist is in the trees






stone sweats with the dew

the morning sunrise red before the blue

hanging at the mast

waiting for command

his majesty's airship

the r101

she's the biggest vessel built by man



a giant of the skies

for all you unbelievers

the titanic fits inside

drum roll tight her canvas skin

silvered in the sun

never tested with the fury

with the beating yet to come

the fury yet t o come

in the gathering gloom



the storm rising in the west

the coxswain stared

into the plunging wea therglass

we must go now



we must take our chance with fate

we must go now

for a politician, he can't be late

the airship crew a wake for thirty



hours at full stretch

but the ship is in their backbone

every sinew every inch

she never flew at full speed

a trial never done

her fragile outer co ver

her achilles would become

an achilles yet t o come

sailors of the sky



a hardened breed

loyal to the king and an airship creed

the engines drum

the telegraph sounds

release the cords

that bind us to the ground

said the coxswain "sir she's heavy"

"she'll never make this flight"

said the captain "damn the cargo"

"we'll be on our way tonight"

groundlings cheered in wonder

as she backed off from the mast

baptizing them her water

from the ballast fore and aft

now she slips into our past

fighting the wind as it rolls you



feeling the diesels that push you along

watching the channel below you

lower and lower into the night

lights are passing below you

northern france asleep in their beds

storm is ra ging around you

a million to one that's what he said

reaper standing beside her



with his scythe cuts to the bone

panic to make a decision

experienced men asleep in their graves

her cover is ripped and she's drowning

rain is fl ooding into the hull

bleeding to death and she's falling

lifting gas is draining away

"we're down lads" came the cry



bow plunging from the sky

three thousand horses silent

as the ship began to die

the flares t o guide her path

ignited at the last

the empire of the clouds

just ashes in our past

just ashes at the last

here lie their dreams



as i st and in the sun

on the ground where they built

and the engines did run

to the moon and the stars

now what have we done

oh the dreamers may die

but the dreams live on

dreams live on

dreams live on...

now a shadow on a hill

the angel of the east

the empire of the clouds

may rest in peace

and in a country churchyard

laid head to the mast

eight and forty souls

who came to die in france