Please don't stop me, my love, let me
lie down and kiss the ground, let
me taste the taste of freedom on my
tongue and remember my past no more.
Let my tears mingle with the sand and
the sun comfort my soul, for the earth
has opened up her mouth and swallowed
my past, no more tears, no more fear,
only sweet music shall ring in my ears.
Look down on her, O Lord, look down and
see your daughter weeping in the sand, she
ripped out her heart and has cast it into
the sea, she said, "Tomorrow, I will be free."
But the ground where she laid is now drunken
with her past, affliction and confusion,
the sea has spewed out her heart and the
sun has hidden his face.
I tried to comforted her and said,
"Come my love come, for tomorrow is still yet to come,"
but she cannot be comforted, her body's covered
with wounds I can not see, and her words I do not
Night is fallen and my soul grows weak but I will not
leave her, I will cuddle her in my arms and whisper
in her ears,
"Tomorrow, you will be free,
tomorrow, you will be free."