"Escape From Colditz (remembrance)" genre: Folk
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	Inspired by the efforts of the WWII POW soldiers of the Colditz prison and the Colditz Glider in particular. Lest We Forget
	Credits: with respect, those we must always remember
	Story Behind the Song I had been reading "Household Gods" by Judith Tarr and Harry Turtledove when I caught the end of a NOVA (PBS) show about the Colditz Glider. The two stories kind of met in my head and the opening line of the song emerged. Lyrics we held title to our freedom in another land no call for other reasons we held the plan these hands have done many things they built these wings to try of course a vote was cast "indeed" i cried on our word it did begin to settle in our minds settling our minds precious little chance take us there precious little chance ease our minds before the rising of the sun when it was done we'd ride into the night and reach the sky we'd dream again of better times of those we left behind we'd see the end we'd claim the prize for which so many died precious chance precious little chance led through the streets our shadows followed and would not retreat entering those walls no history's complete without its sorrows forced to believe tomorrow would come tomorrow would come good news on the horizon so far from home victory in our sights carefully crafted one piece at a time so far to go shadows in the night to be captive no more these hands have done many things they built these wings to fly on the tender wings of freedom peace always on our minds truth be told we couldn't bear to face another day without these wings i longed to see you to hold you and to tell you it would be all right i lived without you through it all you were my one desire when rescue reached the gate the dawn of our return set my heart in flight little chance precious little chance always there if these hands could they'd speak of the moment you reached out again how they leaped to the love in your touch at long last i tribute our cause for the power we drew from back then fight for it again if that's what it meant if that's what it meant good days and better times simply amazing these wings have paid the price and these hands have sacrificed so we need never repeat that triumph that we need never repeat that truimph we need never repeat there's a chance a precious little chance precious little chance

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