Armada

i will sink your medieval armada
 with just a whisper
 my softness is a lash
 these lips a thousand times more ferocious
 than all your fabled sabres
 and your army of same
 so beat your battle drums
 like all the other ones
 that have come, unsung
 to smash their arrogance on gibraltar
 so beat your battle drums
 like all the other ones
 that have come
 struck dumb
 to smash their arrogance on gibraltar
 to smash their arrogance on gibraltar
 to smash their arrogance on gibraltar
 i will sink your medieval armada
 (that was the season we all wore white
 traitorous butterflies whirled in the light
 langorous fugitives hidden in plain sight
 that was the season
 we all wore white)
 the beautiful feeling is coming again