How heavy you are my new born child So viciously free So careless and wild But the eyes of a saint and the soul of a thief
In a new found land The windows reveal the spinning sea Which ripples and rolls and runs underneath As I smuggle a sense of shear disbelief
In a new found land Born in the birth of the mild month of May And her gentle repulse that could never betray But for now I am burnt by a lifetime to brief
This new found land Comes a new found grief But in a new found land she is free You are free