She looked back on her life
The good and the dark
The memories of sorrow like
A twisted willow bark
She always counted her blessings and blew
A kiss to her nephews and those who she knew
And the speeding train kept coming
Through the tunnel took aim
It had her in its sights like a shooting flame
Speed up, steam train speed up through the dark
The tunnel is long, but on the other side is light
She didn't want to fall to pieces at the very end
All of these sweet meats had somehow taken her name
Mother of appeasement
Mother of the dark
Queen of all concealment
Cloak and dagger heart
Hope in desperation
Light of the nation
Remember us now
Before you depart
Great figures you did know
Now time has brought low
Seasons of the blessings
And choices cut like ribbons
At supermarket openings
And places of state
High churches at your gate
And turning around watching
The parade of colours march
All of these occasions held aloft
The nation's torch
Shine, shine a light down on Earth
Where has man gone wrong
Never worth the question
What good can we do now?
That is the abiding notion
Many rocks have fallen from the fascia's face
And a crumbling mantle piece
But a fierce fire in the grate
The Mansion still stands
All the enemies gather at the gate
But her energy lives on
In the men and women of state
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