Half of a letter Tells half a story The way I see it
It´s half the worry Where I came from I forgot too soon... East of the sun And west of the moon Money talks And hey, I´m listening I´ve lived without it Enough to miss it Where I´m going I´ll get there soon East of the sun And west of the moon Another day leaves me aching I try to wake up But something´s breaking Here inside me Deep and hollow
A sound that no other sound could follow I know the pain Before the wound East of the sun And west of the moon