In This Camp

In this camp there's one who delights me Brings me afternoon tea then she leaves me When they're climbing over the sea She helps to keep our strength complete But I'd rather stay 'Cause the north is too far away I wanted to marry Babette And the weapons on my shoulders I'd throw into seaweed banks And the willows and the lime-trees Were gathered there for us Above the unconquered seas Unconquered seas There's the horn call Put your boots and courage on and run I wanted to marry Babette And the weapons on my shoulders I'd throw into seaweed banks And the willows and the lime-trees Were gathered there for us Above the unconquered seas Unconquered seas I'm counting up all the lovely years Since I had stepped inside With the others in this lonely field Who I fought beside They mustn't mind They must let me go to find A site for my retire Will this war Capture your heart or more And carry you down the shore 'Cause the north is too far away I wanted to marry Babette And the weapons on my shoulders I'd throw into seaweed banks And the willows and the lime-trees Were gathered there for us Above the unconquered seas And the willows and the lime-trees Were gathered there for us Above the unconquered seas --- In This Camp - Midlake