Our trouble
Come for me
I row a dried up sea

Trouble tore at my sleep(sleeve?)
I row a dried up sea


Ribbons to hide my face
Shame does not come to claim
Trouble tore at my sleep(sleeve?)

I row a dried up sea

Never you mind

You can manage
Never you mind
You can manage


Never you mind
You can manage

Never you mind

Well....$#&@ that (?)

I fail to explain (?)

Never you mind

You can manage
And never you mind


If, when you stand (?)
Would you sleep (? )


Never you mind
You can manage
If you try

You can manage
You can manage
You can manage

If you try