The Tower Stories Choir sings Windelstán -The Anthem for Mere, composed and conducted by Richard Nye.
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(Old English for a tower with a winding staircase)
An anthem for Mere
Stone on stone and higher still, Built through fire, born from hill. Name by name on wall and door, As time is counted evermore, Time is counted evermore, Counted evermore.
For I dream through the sunlight, Sleep in the breeze,
As mist falls in street light’s glow.
I call from my tower, Angel in flight,
Four points to the heavens show, This is Mere.
Face by face as pictures hold, Life in moments,
stories told. Rivers flow and mark their way,
As children laugh and play,
As children laugh and play.
For I cheer through the thunder, I smile at the rain,
I point to the stars in the sky and I sing,
…and I sing, This is Mere.
Stone on stone and higher still,
Built through fire, born from hill.
Name by name on wall and door,
Time is counted evermore.
For I dream through the sunlight, Smile at the rain,
I sleep through the breezes, No day’s the same.
For I dream through the sunlight, Gaze at the sky,
I sing through the thunder, as life goes on by!
Bells ring true, A call to you, Bells ring clear, For this is Mere! Let the bells let the bells ring true, Let the bells call you!
Words by Richard Nye
