Came a sound, from the stillness as the morning woke
Sweetly he sang, yet urgent
I heard his song stronger as the dawn was breaking
There through the mist on eastern hill
So I climbed on
I know I’ve heard that voice
Born upon winds from Eden
I will follow him till heart’s rest
Till at last my journey’s ended
Sing to me a star
Set it in yonder sky
Shining, and guiding me
For I’ve lost my way before
There in the mist on eastern hill
For I would
Climb to the sun and then beyond to
Hear what you might sing
Such was the power of your voice
Oh, that I might hear more
Now it fell upon a summer night
Climbing up the fells in the lingering light
Glimmering yet faint through the gathering mist
Holding forth promises
Brilliantly climbing the sky
Find the singer, chasing starlight
Racing moon beams, onward I climb
He will show me the way
When I draw close he’ll be waiting there
Father of my soul in the morning fair
Then I recall He has never been
Far from my side
Leading me, cheering me
Feeding me, guiding me home
Where I will see familiar faces
And as children who once were lost
Found, at last we are
And free to run and gather ‘round
A shining King, who laughing
Welcomed us home at last
For at last we are
And dancing ‘round our Father
Who wipes away all tears
Welcomes us home at last
Welcomes us home at last
supported by 13 fans who also own “At Last We Are”
What can I say about Big Big Train that I haven’t said before?
This album took a little while to grow on me but by the time I saw it live I was in love with its humongous, over-egged pomposity! They do it all with such passion, excitement and amazing musicianship.
Essential. Crinklechips
supported by 12 fans who also own “At Last We Are”
The album takes off nicely with David Longdon's "The Strangest Times", but then gets into immediate free fall and deeply underwater for the next few tracks, quite unexpectedly. Fortunately, it recovers with Nick D'Virgilio's "Apollo" (hey, this guy CAN write good music, although he hides this ability most of the time) and the remaining three tracks, one of which is another Longdon masterpiece. So in the end the final impression is somewhat in the positive range. Sven B. Schreiber (sbs)
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In the wake of buying the Welcome To The Planet I also went for this older "EP" (clocking in on 70 minutes a rather big big EP...) as a final farewell to a very bright bright star that sadly doesn't shine anymore. Carsten Pieper
The Long Island metal band's third album etches arena-sized hooks into their jagged compositions, deftly balancing experimental and poppy inclinations. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 12, 2022