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