Pilgrim

Oh what a world I was born into

Warriors are lying down

Hush little head – you'll get sick

So sorrow-filled I am

Old wise river take me to the sea

Breathe free

Like pilgrims on the Camino

I go I go

All the time I just want to

Let go and go and get a hold of it

All the time I just want to get a hold of it

All the time I just want to

F*ck it up and say I'll get a hold of it

All the time I just want to get a hold of it

Oh what a world I was born into

Babies are on the thrones

Hush little buddy – you'll get sick

And shiver to your bones

Old wild river take me to the sea

Be free

Like pilgrims on the Camino

I go I go

All the time I just want to

Let go and go and get a hold of it

All the time I just want to get a hold of it

All the time I just want to

F*ck it up and say I'll get a hold of it

All the time I just want to get a hold of it

Why do you and I live on and on get a hold of it

I believe it's not a question anymore get a hold of it

Why do you and I live on and on get a hold of it

I believe it's not a question anymore get a hold of it

Get a hold of it

Get a hold of it