Name: Trentham Awake!
Channel: Tom Byrne
Description: Free MP3 download. A song about the renaissance of Trentham, Staffordshire, where I was born. Now with vocals by Henry Tarnecky (www.soundclick.com/henrytarnecky). Lyrics written by Vincent Byrne. Got to #1 in its category.

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A song about the renaissance of Trentham, Staffordshire, where I was born. Now with vocals by Henry Tarnecky (www.soundclick.com/henrytarnecky). Lyrics written by Vincent Byrne. Got to #1 in its category.

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Tom Byrne

Progressive, melodic, heavily orchestrated rock with celtic and space rock influences

] ');');');. I have privately released two albums, "The Last Druids" (2002) and "The Eye of the Cyclone" (2003). These are, according to one reviewer "progressive rock heavily informed by celtic music", though there are also space-rock influences in the second album. My next album "The Store of All the Worlds" will be released in March 2004. See album and concert reviews in the "Reviews" section. You may see reviews of the albums at the excellent "Aural Innovations" site: http://www.aural-innovations.com/issues/issue22/tombyrne.html and http://www.aural-innovations.com/issues/issue24/tombyrn2.html

Song Info

Genre

Classical • Medieval

Charts

#4,533 today Peak #4

#220 in subgenre Peak #1

Author

Tom Byrne

Rights

Tom Byrne

Uploaded

May 07, 2005

Track Files

MP3

MP3 5.1 MB • 192 kbps • 3:43

Lyrics

Trentham, awake! for the sky is clear,
Trentham awake! for the dawn is near,
Slumber no longer in dim decay,
Trentham awake now and greet the day!

Look up now, Trentham, for in thy sky
The swans, the geese and the wild duck fly
Across the Fern Hills, the western plain,
High over Hanchurch and back again.

And a thousand blossoms now greet the dawn
And a million million more as yet unborn,
As from the Fern Hills the breath of May
Shall chase cold February and March away!

A Priory rose, and holy men
Long laboured there with spade and pen.
Across her meadows their Vespers ring,
Until that murderous and adulterous king.

His sycophants, a ruffian band,
Now crushed the Priory and seized her land;
And on thy hill, aloof, alone,
One stands there still with a heart of stone.
 
Yet the Hall at Trentham shall arise once more
And front her Gardens as she did before.
Her tranquil lake of silver sheen
O'er-canopied in banks of green.

Now o'er thy threshold the people pour,
They come to see thee as they came before;
No more forgotten and forlorn,
Trentham awake now! and greet the morn.

Vincent Byrne

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