Slow Readers Club (The)

Cavalcade
Be still my heart The stage is set now Throw all fear and doubt aside When mothers cry And bonds are broken It's a tale as old as time Now hear the cavalcade It echoes for you The boy has come of age They call for you my son Through many years And days unnumbered You may walk against the tide I cannot say Who fortune favours Just be bold enough to try Now hear the cavalcade It echoes for you The boy has come of age They call for you my son From Letras Mania