Sing
I am anointed - took the crown
Just 10 years old i bussed to town
A boy soprano - a choir begins
Sweet is the sound but too scared to sing
Anglican union harmonise
Men Through the Fields and Wenceslas
To country chapels song we bring
I am at ease now I can sing
On the stage and on the walk
This is our conducted talk
Sweet the sound and melody
Just completes the fantasy
And now we are so old and wise
Disease contagion ostracise
Soul sequestered please stop all things
We cannot touch and we can’t sing
Sing from the top of your lungs from the top of your head
Like you’d never give up like you never did care
Sing - Video
“Colm recalls an early childhood memory singing with a choir. Initially being almost too terrified to sing but slowly coming around to the idea with tours of churches and music halls around the country. The song traces that journey from muteness to confidence and the irony of a time, now, when we are (supposedly!) old and wise but have managed to create a world where singing is forbidden as a result of the pandemic. The sweet melody and piano line juxtapose nicely with grungy Sonic Youth guitars and rock drums evocative of Spiritualised.”