Men-An-Tol

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 --- Men-An-Tol - The Levellers