And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon england's mountains green?
And was the holy lamb of god
On england's pleasant pastures seen?
And did the countenance divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was jerusalem builded here
Among those dark satanic mills?

Bring me my bow of burning gold!
Bring me my arrows of desire!
Bring me my spear: o clouds unfold!
Bring me my chariots of fire!
I will not cease from metal fight;
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
Till we have built jerusalem
In england's green and pleasant land.

• Ask The Mountains
• Come to Me
• Conquest of Paradise
• Dream in an Open Place
• Echoes
• Hymne
• I Hear You Now
• I'll Find My Way Home
• Intergalactic Radio Station
• Jerusalem
• Losing Sleep
• Messages
• Movement 5
• P. S.
• Prelude
• So Long Ago, So Clear
• State of Independence
• The Little Fete