Anfield
¶ 1
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We wanderers of the oceans skies
We pirates of the storm
We sail above the cool of night
Where kings and queens are born
¶ 2
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And stars that quickly steal away
Are harbour for the soul
Keep all such dreams so warm and safe
More precious we than gold
¶ 3
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We ragged knights, we rogues of life
We angels of the sea
As children we were flung aside
Yet ours the victory
¶ 4
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This season of our sorrow gone
The exile now complete
And madness drags its weary heart
Bitter in defeat
¶ 5
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And those that come with such an eye
With such a tale to sell
Not welcome here and left to find
Their own way home to hell
¶ 6
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And let the ocean stretch below
My every waking hour
And wash away these restless clouds
That gather ’round my heart
¶ 7
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And when the night wind starts to call
And heaven softly sings
Look for me were love is all
Oh Anfield’s blessed fields.
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