- Votes:
 - Composer:
 - Tim Patrick Smith
 
- Genres:
 - Indie
 - Rock
 
- Tags:
 - indie folk
 - indie rock
 - lo fi
 
- See also:
 
Midlake - In This Camp lyrics
"In This Camp"
 In this camp there's one who delights me
 Brings me afternoon tea then she leaves me
 When they're climbing over the sea
 She helps to keep our strength complete
 But 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 seaweed banks
 And the willows and the lime-trees
 Were gathered there for us
 Above the unconquered seas
 Unconquered seas
 There's the horn call
 Put your boots and courage on and run
 I wanted to marry Babette
 And the weapons on my shoulders
 I'd throw into seaweed banks
 And the willows and the lime-trees
 Were gathered there for us
 Above the unconquered seasMidlake - In This Camp - http://motolyrics.com/midlake/in-this-camp-lyrics.html
 Unconquered seas
 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
'Cause the north is too far away
 I wanted to marry Babette
 And the weapons on my shoulders
 I'd throw into seaweed banks
 And the willows and the lime-trees
 Were gathered there for us
 Above the unconquered seas
 And the willows and the lime-trees
 Were gathered there for us
 Above the unconquered seas













