[Lyric] Port Ainé (Kiran Leonard)

I was born in the shadow
Of the workers of the Saladman's factory
And I don't know how to dance
And I never really learned how to ski
If only you could know
A mistake is still a melody

And deep into the mangroves
Where the napalm folk and all the little creatures dwell
You can climb into the deepest caves
And cast away your darkest trails
I shan't forget
But I still wish you well

And though your thoughts are grim
A curse is still a hymn
What's a chance if you're only whispering?

And slip behind the tigers
And surrender and approach upon a happy place
The moaning of the masses
Will descend into an uproar of infinite grace
Everything you ever worried for
Is only empty space
And what's the use of silence
When you're entering the dark into an endless war
Open wounds and firecrackers that spin into the sky
Just cause they can soar
Who knows
Maybe then we'll want you more

And though your thoughts are grim
A curse is still a hymn
And sink into your mind
Just to pass the time