You'll be filled 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 Olympia
I closed my heart and prayed for scythe
To come deliver before first light
How wrong was I
My father called, wouldn't let him in
My sister rang to no answering
Thinking of sin, of this love in me
Lost to a shame that had hollowed 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 northwest
And found no love, found no love
South by southwest
And found no love, found no love
And 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's ever been
You saw in me what would be unseen
My darling,
My conqueror
My 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
You'll find feet on the good earth again
You'll be fulfilled, you'll be filled full
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
Kiss you goodnight