The Cure for Death
Hold no hand, still she pulls you
Don’t look back, stills she follows you
As the North Sea screams
You’ll cross the boundary
And it feels like nothing feels like
And the cure for death is
Wild and breathless
When you lost more than you’ll ever know
Don’t die away
And you’ll walk all night
With a wounded hunter’s stride
But when she’s near you’re almost scared<
Nothing could be so clear
And you want to stay like a runaway
When you need more than you'll ever know
Don't die away
Autor(es): Kip Berman
