Act 2: Scene 1: Dances and Marches - Roger Waters

Roger Waters - Ça Ira - Act 2: Scene 1: Dances and Marches

Disc 1
01.	The Gathering Storm
02.	Overture
03.	Act 1: Scene 1: A Garden in Vienna 1765
04.	Act 1: Scene 1: Madame Antoine, Madame Antoine
05.	Act 1: Scene 2: Kings, Sticks and Birds
06.	Act 1: Scene 2: Honest Bird, Simple Bird
07.	Act 1: Scene 2: I Want to Be King
08.	Act 1: Scene 2: Let Us Break All the Shields
09.	Act 1: Scene 3: The Grievances of the People
10.	Act 1: Scene 4: France in Disarray
11.	Act 1: Scene 4: To Laugh Is to Know How to Live
12.	Act 1: Scene 4: Slavers, Landlords, Bigots at Your Door
13.	Act 1: Scene 5: The Fall of the Bastille
14.	Act 1: Scene 5: To Freeze in the Dead of Night
15.	Act 1: Scene 5: So to the Streets in the Pouring Rain
16.	Act 2: Scene 1: Dances and Marches
17.	Act 2: Scene 1: Now Hear Ye!
18.	Act 2: Scene 1: Flushed With Wine
19.	Act 2: Scene 2: The Letter
20.	Act 2: Scene 2: My Dear Cousin Bourbon of Spain
21.	Act 2: Scene 2: The Ship of State Is All at Sea
22.	Act 2: Scene 3: Silver, Sugar and Indigo
23.	Act 2: Scene 3: To the Windward Isles
24.	Act 2: Scene 4: The Papal Edict
25.	Act 2: Scene 4: In Paris There’s a Rumble Under the Ground
Disc 2
01.	Act 3: Scene 1: The Fugitive King
02.	Act 3: Scene 1: But the Marquis of Boulli Has a Trump Card Up His Sleeve
03.	Act 3: Scene 1: To Take Your Hat Off
04.	Act 3: Scene 1: The Echoes Never Fade From That Fusillade
05.	Act 3: Scene 2: The Commune de Paris
06.	Act 3: Scene 2: Vive la Commune de Paris
07.	Act 3: Scene 2: The National Assembly Is Confused
08.	Act 3: Scene 3: The Execution of Louis Capet
09.	Act 3: Scene 3: Adieu Louis for You It’s Over
10.	Act 3: Scene 4: Marie Antoinette – The Last Night on Earth
11.	Act 3: Scene 4: Adieu My Good and Tender Sister
12.	Act 3: Scene 5: Liberty
13.	Act 3: Scene 5: And in the Bushes Where They Survive

Versailles the leaves fall
It's that time of the year
Her Majesty is bored with all
This endless calling for reform
But the sound of young men marching
Is like music to her ear
The sound of young men marching
Is like music to her ear
But she dreams of young men dancing

Dancing, dancing...

And the dream of young men dancing
Hangs like birdsong in the air