[00:13.19]I woke up in an alleyway
[00:16.15]In Liverpool the ship of fools was sinking
[00:21.05]As I rose up from the depths
[00:23.95]I stumbled down the road a ways
[00:28.85]Found London in a haze of weary violence
[00:33.52]It is hard to get my rest
[00:38.64]In looking for the best of her
[00:41.66]Well I have seen the worst she's had to offer
[00:46.04]But there's nothing I'll not keep
[00:50.83]England
[00:54.24]
[01:00.90]Blood on the thorn of an English rose
[01:07.71]I gather belongings, travelling clothes
[01:10.86]Now slowly drifting out of London Bridge
[01:15.71]
[01:17.67]It could be a year
[01:19.12]It could be ten
[01:20.61]Until she begs me back again
[01:23.61]And all my miles are measured in an inch
[01:30.18]Every fear that's taken over
[01:36.79]This wide-eyed waking, rambling rover
[01:43.22]Has grown within the heart that is my home
[01:49.43]
[02:01.47]England!
[02:08.06]In-ger-land!
[02:19.19]
[02:22.44]England rolls away.