Ghosts tell the farewell tales

Witness this flowing fleeting reverent memory  
weaving these generations across the sea air;  
This sacred solemnity, this ethereal ecstasy  
 
remembering faint shadows of the Bridge Staley,  
threading this unbroken call. Was it merely a prayer?  
Witness this flowing fleeting reverent memory.  
 
Hear the ghosts of the Ashton legacy  
spin fond affinity for the Bergamot tea, where  
this sacred solemnity, this ethereal  ecstasy  
 
tell the farewell tales of emergent discovery.  
And England’s grandson from this shore to bear
witness, this flowing fleeting reverent memory.  
 
And then he for the banks of River Fall to see,  
but still nostalgia for the River Tame…there  
witness this flowing fleeting reverent memory,  
this sacred solemnity, this ethereal  ecstasy.