Men-An-Tol - The Levellers

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