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  • He stood upon the last
    Bastions of the place
    Looked out on the ruins
    With thunder in his face
    An introverted spectacle
    In the flowers on the rocks
    The daisies on the ramparts
    Blowing free
    His heart was divided
    Clouds gathered in the sky
    The belfry made of wood and steel
    Was silenced in it’s cry
    Something must have happened
    What, he wouldn’t say
    But shown within
    The wider lens of history
    His mission the transmission
    Of technology
    One cannon trained upon the church
    This one caught his eye
    “To keep the bishop in his place”
    He muttered with a sigh
    His mood was melancholy
    His attitude severe
    His inner burden
    Weighed upon him mightily
    A bird as never seen in books
    Flew in overhead
    A kind of dove it might have been
    But not a sound was said
    All the ancient knowledge lay
    In pieces on the ground
    The cause of all his suffering
    Was not for love of me.
    His mission the transmission
    Of technology
  • [00:27.02]He stood upon the last
    [00:29.80]Bastions of the place
    [00:32.98]Looked out on the ruins
    [00:36.26]With thunder in his face
    [00:39.54]An introverted spectacle
    [00:42.78]In the flowers on the rocks
    [00:46.09]The daisies on the ramparts
    [00:49.47]Blowing free
    [00:52.78]His heart was divided
    [00:55.85]Clouds gathered in the sky
    [00:59.22]The belfry made of wood and steel
    [01:02.30]Was silenced in it’s cry
    [01:05.80]Something must have happened
    [01:08.99]What, he wouldn’t say
    [01:12.53]But shown within
    [01:14.09]The wider lens of history
    [01:18.98]His mission the transmission
    [01:25.43]Of technology
    [01:39.57]One cannon trained upon the church
    [01:42.25]This one caught his eye
    [01:46.02]“To keep the bishop in his place”
    [01:49.14]He muttered with a sigh
    [01:52.37]His mood was melancholy
    [01:55.42]His attitude severe
    [01:59.03]His inner burden
    [02:00.89]Weighed upon him mightily
    [02:27.12]A bird as never seen in books
    [02:29.65]Flew in overhead
    [02:32.80]A kind of dove it might have been
    [02:36.19]But not a sound was said
    [02:39.48]All the ancient knowledge lay
    [02:42.73]In pieces on the ground
    [02:45.95]The cause of all his suffering
    [02:49.30]Was not for love of me.
    [02:52.53]His mission the transmission
    [02:58.76]Of technology