Men-An-Tol (Remastered Version)

So I find myself among 
The brave Southseastern 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 lifes that passed before
Lighting strikes the top of Zennor Tor
I find myself amazed again
At man's pathetic score 
Years of knowledge wasted and ignored