“…A DIFFERENT AIR, A KIND OF COUNTRY LOVE-SONG THAT HE MUST HAVE LEARNED IN HIS YOUTH BEFORE HE HAD BEGUN TO FOLLOW THE SEA.”

And I would climb up o’er the mountains

And I would die a violent death

If I could fly up above these city walls

I’d love you with my final breath

But I understand

That there are people out there

Please try and understand

That there are people out there

Trying to stay alive.

Trying to find some love,

Sweet love.

And all we can do to survive

Is try and stay alive,

Try to find some love.

And all we can do to survive

Is try and stay alive

Try to find some love.

Oh-oh.