St. Peter's Day Festival

If I go to Gloucester you know I will
 wait there for you
 The Rhumb Line is waiting there too
 you know it's worth the nights we wait there
 it all falls apart, apart
 come on
 come on
 If I go to Gloucester you know I will
 wait there for you
 The Rhumb Line is waiting there too
 you know it's worth the nights we wait there
 it all falls apart, apart
 Don't you think by now there's truth
 In all she's said to us
 Come on
 Come on
 Come on
 Come on... and let us in
 If the heather is wet then
 I might be accustomed to walk
 It might bet he way that we talk
 The river and the rock that fell there
 It all falls apart
 When I arrive
 Will you wake if I open the door
 A tone that was taken before
 The cusp and the fjords we wade through
 It all falls apart
 And it won't take long
 Oh, and you're right
 Once or twice
 Sawney bean
 Oh, don't you think by now there's truth
 In all she's said to us
 Come on
 Come on
 Come on
 Come on... and let us in
 Arms wide
 Arms too wide
 But oh there comes a tide
 A little more
 Finding a way from what's dark
 In your eyes
 Once or twice
 It's a feel
 I've a little fawn
 And it won't take flight
 Oh
 For the brightest
 Oh christ
 It's a farce