Lyrics A Band of Bees

A Band of Bees

Sweet Like A Champion

Sweet like a champion

You're little you're spinning around

Modern and lovely

Go beyond go quick

Hanging hanging moving over

Over to write

Late day shadow

Six silver stars

Drifting from the pier

The double force of fear and unseen

Storm warnings coming our way

Sweet like a champion

Hidden back playing your part

Takes so many ages to get to these stages

Together care deeply and rule yourself in

Ten thousand strong