Midlake - In This Camp Lyrics

In this camp there's one who delights me
Brings afternoon tea then she leaves me
When they're climbing over the sea
She helps to keep our strength complete
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 the seaweed banks
And the willows and the lime-trees
Were gathered there for us
Above the unconquered seas

There's the born call
Put you boots and courage on and run

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
I'd rather stay
Cause the north is too far away