Have you ever stopped

And wondered where

On earth that you came from?

Or read about the renegades

Trailblazers of long gone

That built the mills

Then ran the mills

So many killed by bloody

Mines and mills

Our People moved

Mountains and hills

For basic workers rights

Labour was founded

And soon a new King

1900 was the year

When 35,000 that could

Ave been us died

In factories right here

The people and the faces

That old

England lost to time

They sing of pain

They sing of strain

The remonstration crowd

But also the love found in between

The blue cracks in the clouds

We struggle through

We struggle hard

Pour out our souls and call it art

Just because you don't know

How to finish something

Doesn't mean you

Shouldn't make a start

That's what they did

When they found time

In spite of it all

But As long

As we ring out old rhymes

Their truth will never fall

The people and the faces

That old

England lost to time

Chimneys topple

Smog may clear

But Rocky was

The Road to Wigan Pier

For the people and the places

That old

England lost to time