We’ve all been wrongThat I could never be aloneIt’s been so longSince I have counted all my thoughts that are wrongAnother day without the skyI’ll head off for a dayhike to heavenTo see if I’m aliveDon’t make me madI’m not allowed to raise my voice in hereNot in my headCause everything I know is everything I fearVultures cry but they fly anyway‘cause their grief is the key to survival200 grams a day so ten menAre enough for the half of the seasonYou don’t seem deadEven if you are no we don’t get to restAnother day without the skyI’ll head off for a dayhike to heavenTo see if I’m aliveI swear I saw the bird, no liesI hope they eat my bones so I’ll end up there if I die