Like Lot - Ahead to the Sea

Sometimes the north-east wind blows

And whispers cold my name

While he howls around the house

Fuel to the flame

So I close all windows tight

And I put plugs in my ear

A pillow over my head

For I won’t hear

I won’t turn around and I won’t look back

I won’t cry and curse and all that shit

I don’t wanna turn in a pillar of salt

Me love like Lot once did

I went through my flat and packed all your things

In a cardboard box to set me free

But we can’t do this with memories

Me love, me love, can’t we

I wrote you many lines from all over the place

They drowned in a river, burned in my fireplace

Hey-Hey-Hey… to find a way

Hey-Hey-Hey… to find my way

To find my way