Salt and cloves in your bag,
Stretching into the darkness,
Behind your eyes there was found,
A holy ground,
You can move out to the countryside,
When your spirit's broken there's nowhere to hide,
You just roll on your side,
Hold a rag to your grief,
With a halo that trembles,
For a life that was brief,
Sapphires in the brambles,
You can move out to the countryside,
When your spirit's broken there's nowhere to hide,
You just roll on your side