You’ll be filled, full with the good things again You’ll be fulfilled, you’ll be filled full
When I lived in Olympia I would drink myself to sleep Sleepwalk in coma deep
When I lived in Olypmia I closed my heart and prayed for scythe To come deliver before first light How wrong was I
When my father called, wouldn’t let him in My sister rang to no answering Thinking of sin, this love in me Lost to shame that had hollowed/followed me I let no one in I was thinking of sin, thinking of sin, thinking of sin, of this love in me
I travelled north by north-west And found no love, found no love South by south-west Found no love, found no love South, back to north And still no love, so back to source Where you came to me said "You are my love, welcome back to love”
And you threw me down on my filthy bed "Good stock you are" you said Loved me deeper than anyone has ever been You saw in me, i’ve been unseen
My darling, my conqueror, the conqueror, the conqueror You said "We’ll find feet for you, boy, on the good earth, the good earth”
You’ll find feet on the good earth again You’ll be fulfilled, you’ll be filled full
My darling, my conqueror
You’ll find feet on the good earth again You’ll be fulfilled, you’ll be filled full