You were slipping through the backdoor
of my memory,
like a hunter in the desert
looking for the sea.
You told me a thousand things
I really didn't want to hear
Now I know the colour
of your tiny brothers hair.
And I said ''Good luck'' as you went away,
Misunderstanding filled the room,
I said ''Good luck'' as you went away,
and I buried my head down in the gloom.
I found a small bird
in the streets that night.
It was lying there
with a broken wing.
And then the rain came down
to clean it's soul
before it really
was taken away.
Tell me: Strong man -- do you believe?
Weak man you will receive!
Strong man do you believe?
Weak man you will recieve
Hard man you're gonna fight
Tough man you're looking right
Straight man where do you go?
Strange man you love her so
