Lyrics: Meryn Cadell. Abelyne.

There's a kind of understanding here
that's to simply understand.
don't ask any questions; show your whole hand
Use it for building.
And you learn to raise your arm may cause someone
to close her eyes, like everything.
Don't talk, just work.
Pull up close to those who hurt
Keep warm, don't dream
Just lie there.
When you sit out alone at night here
Ears howl like you left a loud room
The woods have this roar; once you've been here a while
It sounds like singing.
And you learn to like to turn your face to the sky
which smells like pine, like everything
Don't talk, just work.
Pull up close to those who hurt
Keep warm, don't dream
Just lie there.

There aren't any legal papers
And we haven't got a dime
We don't know her real name, didn't find out in time
but someone found her.
She came to hide and heal
her eyes and arms
and rest her mind,
and everything
You're far fresh over the water
your hair still clean like nothing the matter
We know you died over the river
We heard you, Abelyne