Your parents hide, they live in fear.
They´re lying restless, as the dawn comes near.
But you want to live, you want to try.
You hear a whisper of the world outside.

So, take a chance, and leave tonight,
Sarah´s waiting in a car outside.
Bolt to the door, your father waits,
You let your anger and your sadness break.

And when you turn around,
He´s laid out on the ground,
And now you´re standing with your finger on the pulse
And then an open door, two footsteps on the floor.
And now you´re standing with your finger on the pulse.

In Sarah´s face, her worried eyes,
Pulls back the door and gently steps inside.
The nighttime with a charcoal grin.
The fuzzing diamonds on her pallid skin.

And when you turn around,
He´s laid out on the ground,
And now you´re standing with your finger on the pulse.
And then an open door, two footsteps on the floor.
And now you´re standing with your finger on the pulse.

[Anna Calvi]

If I don´t belong by you, I don´t belong anywhere.
Do you know I´d follow you to the heart of nowhere?
It´s just two kinds of people.
God fear and the God-less
Cowards and the faithless.
And I will stand by you.