Text: Patrick Wolf. Blackdown.

And I walked west Sussex sunlight
Up by dead man?s pool
Where ma, mudlark and Lewes
Stared me down you drunken fool
Old teenage debts engulfed my chest
As I contemplate death
I put a challenge to its glamours
And all its loss and glory

Late afternoon breath
Taken deep into my lungs
Thinking of the man I must become

My story has just begun
And I will be returning
To myself soon

I?ve been alone for so many
The great moments in my life
Alone like too many
But at this moment in my life
I ask you

Father, father, anyway
I can help ye?
See I am only just growing
Much better to know thee
Thank you for the things
You?ve given to our family
Given your whole life
To your wife and my sister
And me

Now I look out north of Battle
Where our ancestors lie in grave
West to Brede where the blacksmith
Put root to our family name

I get proud of my birthright
Think of those things that I must leave
When I leave behind this city
And the living
Finally?.

Desire
Desire
Desire?.

Desire, desire
Deep down inside of me
You are not the maker nor the master of me

Help me to better support my family
And better, better of a brother be

Desire, desire
Deep down inside of me
You are not the wrecker nor the ruler of me
Desire, desire deep down in me?

Yes I?ve been alone for too many
These great moments in my life

Alone like too many

But desire, desire, desire

You are not the maker of me