The Bluetones
The Bluetones
The Bluetones
The Bluetones
The Bluetones
The Bluetones
The Bluetones
The Bluetones
The Bluetones
The Bluetones
The Bluetones
We charted a course
And took ourselves north
Through Caledonian fields
And back to the source
A gathering force
Packed up inside the guts
Of an iron horse
And they said a new Athens we would build
And they said a new Athens we would build
All that we lacked until now were the tools
All that we lacked until now was the will
We met with our host
Raised our glass in a toast
Though we were not quite home
We knew we were close
And we heeded his word
Each man interpreting differently
Just what he heard
And they said a new Athens we would build
And they said a new Athens we would build
All that we lacked until now were the tools
All that we lacked until now was the will
And they said a new Athens we would build
And they said a new Athens we would build
All that we lacked until now were the tools
All that we lacked until now was the will
Was the will