You were slipping through the backdoor of my memory, like a hunter in the desert looking for the sea. You told me a thousand things I really didn't want to hear Now I know the colour of your tiny brothers hair. And I said ''Good luck'' as you went away, Misunderstanding filled the room, I said ''Good luck'' as you went away, and I buried my head down in the gloom. I found a small bird in the streets that night. It was lying there with a broken wing. And then the rain came down to clean it's soul before it really was taken away. Tell me: Strong man -- do you believe? Weak man you will receive! Strong man do you believe? Weak man you will recieve Hard man you're gonna fight Tough man you're looking right Straight man where do you go? Strange man you love her so