Now my journey takes me further south
I want to hear what the blind men sing
With their fossils and their gypsy bones
*I'll stand beside myself so I'm not alone*
And how can I new again 
What rusts every time it rains?
And the rain it comes and floods our lungs
We're just orphans in a tidal wave's wake

Esta canción me para todos los pelos. Y ojo que tengo muchos. Llegan hasta la luna. Los pelos. Y mi amor por el rucio (de mis amores).