Where she collapses into the shore Pump a light bottle down, ask her for me There a man lay dying in ice gasket had busted out Pinned him like a vice As the sun sank into repose A friend knelt down listened to his dying words as he froze Tell my love don't mourn, too intense I'm going down to her great good expense Now the air is quiet and still Wish I was back home on the knell of the hill Don't think I won't try When I close my eyes Whatever the people will drive, That's what I will survive All of my friends, my enemies too Live in the shadows of the dirtiest fuel Burns the land down the paper to ruin While wind's always whistling an infinite tune Don't think I won't try When I close my eyes Whatever the people will drive, That's where I will be live Don't think I won't try When I close my eyes Whatever the people will drive, That's where I will be live Now so long he waits for something Closing his eyelids with his face turning grey When the workers cleaned up the spill Sent the man home to his knell in the hill