EPIC INSTRUMENTAL With father to the Spölderbosch The Chinese village, the beach by Horst The ticking of the rain on the windows A bedtime with the radio on Lost in the heartlands Because in the morning back to school The Thordewijkse day consisted of Classroom, a heart-chasing coffee In a Harderwijkse pub A Friday night as the wind The vast world unrecognized We floated and we drank through the evening The weekend was mercilessly full of leather The sawing of the Solsegat It was leaking again and again And nothing has changed here Life stands still here Only time lives here Only memories live here SUNDAY The Sunday morning was filled with church visits Too early and too late on the day The Heidevelden Seven o'clock, the gate was open Studio sport, the ball was rolling And mother was washing the dishes And always the radio Wandering through the heartlands A new day present And nothing has changed here Life stands still here Only time lives here Only memories live here And the world has become so different Because of time But everything I want to keep I'll keep forever I'll keep forever I sleep around the village, awake My bed has been here for so long Only for summer tourists SUNDAY