how heavy you are my new born child so viciously free so careless and wild with the eyes of a saint and the soul of a thief in a new found land the windows reveal the spinning sea which ripples and rolls as it runs underneath and i smuggle this sense of sheer disbelief in a new found land born in the birth of the mild month of may and your gentle repulse i could never betray but for now i am burnt by a lifetime too brief and with this new found land comes a new found grief but in a new found land you are free you are free you are free