there is nothing but despair
in this heart of mine
only a cold breeze
from the fans of time

the beat of missing, longing
pounds on my skull like waves
an insurrection in my mind

but you, through all your troubles
still press on, with beauty
and it gives me hope

as the smile on your face
brings kindness to this place
somehow it gives me strength to cope

you're as rare
as a hill in denmark
i found you here
in my hometown
you close your eyes
and a bright star goes dark
breathe a sigh
and the tide rolls down

there is loneliness and anger
in this wailing world
people blaze like torches
but inside their hearts are cold

a dead horse, beset
by enemies unreal
the prison wardens
poisoned my last meal

but you, through every upset
still fight on, resilient
and it brings me hope

through this tragedy called life
you swing your hunting knife
and slice the fibers
of the hangman's rope

you're as rare
as a hill in denmark
and yet you're here
in my hometown
you close your eyes
and the whole sky goes dark
take a sigh
and the tide rolls down