Now they're swerving when I give

And now it's turning away from my impression at all

It's choleric months in baritone

But waiting for the tide out

Right in they're calling me

Words at hiding are revoked

But waiting for this I'll blend in the covering

When it's tried, embarrass

A late song in the late leaf

Things will come anywhere

Inside of me

Outside of you

Waiting closer to there

I'd swear that goes with our dreams

What's wrong with me

Another side of you

In every type a value

But now it's turning away from my impression at all

there was a time when running

I went swimming

And you pulled me to come back

Long weeks hiding melody

And now it's starting awake at my impression at all

The clock strikes hope

And time to bring

But now it's turning into a beast like you

I don’t need them

Light the way there

Inside of me

Outside of you

Going closer to there

And swear that you’ve seen better things

Wipe the slate

What am I to sing?

Many clothes to borrow

To quell that song

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interpreted by Jeremy Campbell

Though it’s swerving when I give

The Lord’s turning away from my impression that all

Choleric months in baritone

But waiting for the tide out

Right in they are calling me

Words at hiding are revoked

But waiting for the soap and then the cup of rain

Where it’s tied, embarrassed

But lay inside the lake

And these things will come anywhere

(chanted in the back round is “Iscar-abaid”)

Inside of me

Outside of you

Awaking closer to the light

To swear that those were better dreams

What’s wrong with me

Am I tired of you?

Irreverent type of melanoma

There is no turning away from my impression that all

Losing sight when running

I went swimming and you pulled me to come in

Long weeks hiding mela….noma (voice drags on this

part)

Now I’m staring, awake, at my impression that all

The clock strikes twelve and time to breathe

But now it’s turning into things I know

Turning them

Lights the way there

Think I’ll be there with Him?

Thank you Jesus

(chanted in the back round is “Iscar-abaid”)

Inside of me

Outside of you

Carried closer to the light

And swear that you’ve seen better things

Wipe the slate

Well am I to see

Mary cross my own blood and soul

*I worked and studied this song for about 3 hours

because I was sure that the previous translations,

while good, lacked a few things that I heard. I’ve

come to a conclusion that this song is about a child

who has brain tumors (melanoma). It’s basically about

the child coming to grips with his disease. Notice

the line about his impression, and how it develops

through the song: turning away from my impression, no

turning from my impression, now I’m staring at my

impression. Also people with melanoma frequently

pass out, this explains why he can’t take a bath

(“waiting for the soap and cup of rain”) and also

explains why he can’t go swimming (“Losing sight when

running, I went swimming and you pulled me to come in”)

The end of the song shows the kid losing his life to

the disease and going to heaven where all pain is

gone.