{"id":55833,"date":"2026-10-02T13:49:44","date_gmt":"2026-10-02T13:49:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kingarthur.com\/songwriter\/?p=55833"},"modified":"2026-10-02T13:50:29","modified_gmt":"2026-10-02T13:50:29","slug":"so-they-marched-along","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/kingarthur.com\/songwriter\/2026\/10\/02\/so-they-marched-along\/","title":{"rendered":"So They Marched Along"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>[Intro]<br \/>\nLeft foot&#8230;<br \/>\n(Right foot&#8230;)<br \/>\nLeft foot&#8230;<br \/>\n(Right foot&#8230;)<\/p>\n<p>Where are we going?<br \/>\n(We don&#8217;t know!)<br \/>\nWhy are we going?<br \/>\n(Just go, go, go!)<\/p>\n<p>The road was familiar<br \/>\n(The signs looked the same)<br \/>\nSo nobody noticed<br \/>\n(When nothing remained)<\/p>\n<p>[Verse 1]<br \/>\nThey woke up in the morning<br \/>\nPut their boots upon the ground<br \/>\nHeard the drum begin beating<br \/>\nAnd they followed that old sound<\/p>\n<p>There was comfort in the rhythm<br \/>\nThere was order in the line<br \/>\nEverybody kept on marching<br \/>\nSo they figured it was fine<\/p>\n<p>[Pre-Chorus]<br \/>\nBut the road had started shifting<br \/>\n(Underneath their feet)<br \/>\nAnd the world had started changing<br \/>\n(Beyond the marching beat)<\/p>\n<p>Nobody stopped to wonder<br \/>\n(Nobody asked why)<br \/>\nThey kept their eyes upon the banner<br \/>\nAnd their banners toward the sky<\/p>\n<p>[Refrain]<br \/>\nNot knowing<br \/>\n(It had gone wrong)<br \/>\nThey sang&#8230;<br \/>\n(The same old song)<\/p>\n<p>Couldn&#8217;t see reality<br \/>\n(So they marched, marched along)<br \/>\nMarching on<br \/>\n(&#8230; and on and on)<\/p>\n<p>[Verse 2]<br \/>\nThe map was getting older<br \/>\nBut the map was still the map<br \/>\nSo they folded up the corners<br \/>\nAnd ignored the little cracks<\/p>\n<p>The river changed direction<br \/>\nThe weather changed its tune<br \/>\nBut somebody said, &#8220;It&#8217;s normal&#8221;<br \/>\nSo they marched beneath the moon<\/p>\n<p>[Pre-Chorus]<br \/>\nThinking each step was easier<br \/>\nThan turning back around<br \/>\nSince everybody&#8217;s marching<br \/>\nYou don&#8217;t question where you&#8217;re bound<\/p>\n<p>[Refrain]<br \/>\nNot knowing<br \/>\n(It had gone wrong)<br \/>\nThey sang&#8230;<br \/>\n(The same old song)<\/p>\n<p>Couldn&#8217;t see reality<br \/>\n(So they marched, marched along)<br \/>\nMarching on<br \/>\n(&#8230; and on and on)<\/p>\n<p>[Verse 3]<br \/>\nThey marched through changing seasons<br \/>\nThey marched through rising seas<br \/>\nThey marched past burning forests<br \/>\nAnd dying ancient trees<\/p>\n<p>They marched past empty rivers<br \/>\nThey marched past fields of dust<br \/>\nThey marched beneath a darker sky<br \/>\nBecause they thought they must<\/p>\n<p>The rhythm kept them going<br \/>\nThe rhythm kept them blind<br \/>\nA marching song can sound so good<br \/>\nWhen nobody checks the sign<\/p>\n<p>[Bridge]<br \/>\nStop!<br \/>\n(Look around)<br \/>\nAnd from bottom to top&#8230;<br \/>\n(Look around&#8230; see what can be found)<\/p>\n<p>Left&#8230;<br \/>\n(Right?)<br \/>\nRight&#8230;<br \/>\n(Left&#8230;)<br \/>\nNow, nothing&#8217;s quite right<\/p>\n<p>[Final Refrain]<br \/>\nNow knowing<br \/>\n(It had gone wrong)<br \/>\nThey sang&#8230;<br \/>\n(A different song)<\/p>\n<p>They could see reality<br \/>\n(No more marching blindly)<\/p>\n<p>Standing still<br \/>\n(&#8230; to change their minds)<\/p>\n<p>Now knowing<br \/>\n(To be kind)<\/p>\n<p>They sang&#8230;<br \/>\n(A new tune)<\/p>\n<p>Let love resume!<\/p>\n<p>[Snare Fades \/ Guitar Feedback \/ Distant Voices]<\/p>\n<p>Left foot&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>(Right foot&#8230;)<\/p>\n<p>Left foot&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>(Right foot&#8230;)<\/p>\n<p>[Silence]<\/p>\n<p>From the album <strong>&#8220;<a href=\"\/albums\/Full-Blown\/\">Full Blown<\/a>&#8220;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>From the album <strong>&#8220;<a href=\"\/albums\/Present-Tense\/\">Present Tense<\/a>&#8220;<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>[Intro] Left foot&#8230; (Right foot&#8230;) Left foot&#8230; (Right foot&#8230;) Where are we going? 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