Listen to Doctor Who at the Proms 2013

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If you missed Doctor Who at the Proms last night, it is now available to listen to on the BBC iPlayer in its entirely for the next seven days.

Head here to listen again on BBC iPlayer.

Note that iPlayer radio content is not restricted to the UK, so this is available worldwide.

Running order:

  • The Mad Man with a Box
  • I am the Doctor
  • Carmen (Suite No. 2) – Habanera
  • The Companions
  • Cyber Shard
  • Toccata and Fugue in D minor, BWV 565
  • The Final Chapter of Amelia Pond
  • The Rings of Akhaten

Interval

  • All the Strange, Strange Creatures
  • The Impossible Girl
  • La fille aux cheveux de lin (The Girl with the Flaxen Hair)
  • Classic Doctor Who Medley
  • ‘Create a Soundtrack’ Competition Winners
  • Then There Were Daleks
  • The Name of the Doctor
  • Song for Fifty
  • Vale Decem
  • Doctor Who Theme

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Song For Fifty Lyrics
By Murray Gold

As I stand here waiting for my time to come, I follow in your footsteps, I follow when you run

From the Jaws of disaster, from a planet besieged by deadly ancient foes

And you still make me smile when you stop and turn and say. ‘This is a creature we can understand, a living being it is just being If we could find what’s on its mind then perhaps

We might survive.’

And as we stumble down our slow road I can’t but wonder what would it be like. To run away with you through time, where would we go who might we find. But on we go, cutting our paths, only one way, one day ot a time, while you embrace the universe, spinning your way on the fast road, limitless endless.

So my dear friend you’re getting kinda old now (or maybe we are). And now our children watch you do the deeds we marvelled at wondered at. From the jaws of disaster, from a planet besieged by deadly ancient foes.

It’s not the end yet there is no end.

Fumbling and bumbling while all around is crumbling and stumbling through time like you’re a mad man still it’s humbling to watch you reconcile divergent creeds without succumbing to the lure of weapons, force or greed you only use intelligence and jokes and charm.

Happy birthday. Doctor. You.

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