upfield

i'm going upfield

way up on the hillside

i'm going higher than i've ever been before

that's where you'll find me

over the horizon

wading in the river

reaching for that other shore

i dreamed i saw a tree full of angels

up on primrose hill

and i flew with them over the great wen till i had seen my fill

of such poverty and misery

sure to tear my soul apart

i've got a socialism of the heart

i've got a socialism of the heart

i'm going upfield

way up on the hillside

i'm going higher than i've ever been before

that's where you'll find me

over the horizon

wading in the river

reaching for that other shore

the angels asked me how i felt about all i'd seen and heard

that they spoke to me

a pagan

gave me cause to doubt their word

but they laughed and said: it doesn't matter