Original lyrics
ENYou bless this air, but it chokes hard,
So bless my heart, and, bless my, goodbyes,
This music box has lost its key, and plays only out of tune,
It's taken all my words, prisoner of you
Untie your hands from the barbwire,
Prey they find you, when the sunrise comes,
Before you draw a gasp of air,
Do you think we'll make it out alive?
So I ask you to remember, back to winter 95,
I could have saved your life, you could've saved mine,
Now the wolves that hunt you, in your sleep,
You feel their breath upon your neck, you might not be so lucky next time
Untie your hands from the barbwire,
Prey they find you, when the sunrise comes,
Before you draw a gasp of air,
Do you think we'll make it out alive?
Untie your hands from the barbwire,
Prey they find you, when the sunrise comes,
Before you draw a gasp of air,
They won't find you I will fall short,
But we will float again,
They'll never keep me here
