I went out sailin' to the South and to the East
Lookin' for to find myself a missin' puzzle piece
Took a lot of wrong turns, lost a lot of blood
Found myself feelin' like a fish caught in a flood
Sunlight comin' through a stained-glass window
Paint a pretty picture on a cold gray stone
Are you gonna be waiting there for me
When I finally get back home?
I went out searchin' for the endless empowered graves
Sang a song, you know the one, Britannia Rules The Waves
I was peekin' over all the walls that we had built
Getting down and dirty with my Anglo-Saxon guilt
Sunlight comin' through a stained-glass window
Paint a pretty picture on a cold gray stone
Are you gonna be waiting there for me
When I finally get back home?
Sunlight comin' through a stained-glass window
Paint a pretty picture on a cold gray stone
Are you gonna be waiting there for me
When I finally get back home?
