In a dream of a desolate land Finding my feet on the wide white sand alone now Shot down in apathy during the war Never been north of the wise old Thames before
Muslims and Christians, lions and tigers, Bombers and fighters Harder than they've seen before
Any god that we've needed in time Stormed out the door and he slammed it shut behind
When I leave is not important And when I die I'll die alone And when I see my camel crossing I'll know I've found myself back home
My Legionnaire of today took all the food and he ran away just laughing 'It's never too late', he said Out of his head as he walked towards the sun
Found him when it had gone down Slumped into the ground, a cross upon his back Then we decided, heaven's a stranger away in a manger Never too big for the sack ?
When I leave is not important And when I die I'll die alone And when I see my camel crossing I'll know I've found myself back home
Cultured by con men Fathered by fools Commerce is good business these days Compulsory waste in our schools
He died to convince us all Nothing could make us fall but that's not true So I know myself, I know myself It's now or never
When I leave is not important And when I die I'll die alone And when I see my camel crossing I'll know I've found myself back homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
