Cardiacs - Arnald lyrics

To steal away and then decide Is cake on top and real inside Appreciate and leave behind The love is bad, the love is kind Duty, command, and mystery A shout, and all of history And never really thought about Probed in depth and forgot about To fall on evil days Troop home to grots and caves The latest spade to build a moat A ship to mend and send afloat And all the fishes in the sea Around the sides of my country Will follow ship to where she lies And close in fruitless sleep her eyes And disconnect and comfort me Safe in the arms of my country Her water slips from high And peels me where I lie Troop home to silent grots and caves Troop home and mimic as you go The mourning winding of the waves Which to their dark abysses flow and Out her water that sweats from very up high Peels me where I lie