David Thomas Broughton - Onwards We Trudge lyrics

Into the well of ideas I never dropped, Off the edge of my better side I popped, A spell of good weather gave me lightness, But the gravity it never went away, And onwards we trudge, A stronghold we claim, is it a stronghold we've got? is it balls, The strategy is theoretically right, but is it right? is it balls, Oh my love is gone and my faith is shot and I fall to ground like a corpse, I lift my arms to the heavens and shout 'want can I do?', And onwards we trudge