I`m going upfield, way up on the hillside
I`m going higher than I`ve ever been before
That`s where you`ll find me, over the horizon
Wading in the river, reaching for that other shore
I dreamed I saw a tree full of angels, up on Primrose Hill
And I flew with them over the Great Wen till I had seen my fill
Of such poverty and misery, sure to tear my soul apart
I`ve got a socialism of the heart, I`ve got a socialism of the heart
I`m going upfield, way up on the hillside
I`m going higher than I`ve ever been before
That`s where you`ll find me, over the horizon
Wading in the river, reaching for that other shore
The angels asked me how I felt about all I`d seen and heard
That they spoke to me, a pagan, gave me cause to doubt their word
But they laughed and said It doesn`t matter if you`ll help us in our art
You`ve got a socialism of the heart, you`ve got a socialism of the heart
I`m going upfield, way up on the hillside
I`m going higher than I`ve ever been before
That`s where you`ll find me, over the horizon
Wading in the river, reaching for that other shore
Their faces shone and they were gone and I was left alone
I walked these ancient empire streets till I came tearful to my home
And when I woke next morning, I vowed to play my part
I`ve got a socialism of the heart, I`ve got a socialism of the heart
I`m going upfield, way up on the hillside
I`m going higher than I`ve ever been before
That`s where you`ll find me, over the horizon
Wading in the river, reaching for that other shore