Lay for the Day 21st July

In ancient Greece, this day was kept in honour of Damo, the daughter of Pythagoras. He entrusted the secrets of his philosophy to her on his death, and she refused to sell them, despite her poverty.

She’s My Hero

She’s my hero,
See where she goes,
You and me know
She’s my hero.
She’s my hero.

Batman and Robin,
They come to her sobbin’.
Marlowe and Sam Spade,
When they needed aid,
She stepped from the shade.

The night she took the boys on,
Their whisky spiked with poison,
She drank them all down off the bar.
She can tame the serpent
And make the beast her servant,
SheÕs something more than a star.

She’s my hero…

Judge Dredd and Tarzan
And who was that masked man?
Yes the Lone Ranger,
They call her in danger.
She’s their good angel.

In the furnace of the desert
She’ll shade you with her feathers
And lead you in a pleasanter place,
Under cover of a willow
With her heart for your pillow
And the sky is her beautiful face.

She’s my hero…

In the valley of the shadow
When the moon is getting madder
Someone kicked the ladder away.
She’ll get you to the river
And heal the pain you give her
And break your chains of silver today.

Seen her been put down
And look, she’s still standing
In bare feet and nightgown
Upon the top landing
Where she beat the dragon.

She’s my hero,
See where she goes,
You and me know
She’s my hero.
She’s my hero.

Words and music by The Children

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