The night has turned your compass into dust
You are hanging like a tightrope in the rain
And now that London told you all its lies
You wonder if there is future in this place
But girl if you're tired don't go away
We can write England all over again
And when they parade with their guns and their blades
We can write England all over again
They say that stubborn men hold on to their flags
When life and faith have ceased to be aligned
But what's the use of living in a lie
When all you got are spiders in your mind
But girl if you're tired don't go away
We can write England all over again
And when they parade with their guns and their blades
We can write England all over again
We can write England all over again
Take me to a land in Innisfree
Where everyone is listening to the band
Where faces merge in song and poetry
And plenitude is all that we demand
