Amongst the goods
and high explosives
men women and children make their way

accross the woods
where the troll lives
who never sees the light of day

I´m making my home
my little passion pit
in the middle of other people´s brains
nickel, chrome
and iron and hit
by heat and light and heavy rains

refrain :
there´s nothing like the sun
there´s nothing like the sun
trough the window coming in
there´s nothing like the sun
there´s nothing like the sun
and the sunlight on your skin

we drove
past the jailhouse
past the judgement past the crime
along the cove
along the giant´s eyebrows
I wasn´t in service at that time

I ran
On a high wire
Stayed focused on the pain
from the frying pan
and into the fire
and into rehab and back again

refrain

I´ll quit
and make a way
I´ll do that on a rainy day
I´ll quit
I´ll make way
but only on a rainy day