Soon This Space Will Be Too Small - Lhasa de Sela

Soon this space will be too small

And I’ll go oustide

To the huge illside

Where the wild winds blow

And the cold stars shine

I’ll put my foot

On the living road

And be carried from here

To the heart of the world

I’ll be strong as a ship

And wise as a wale

And I’ll say the three words

That will save us all

And I’ll say the three words

That will save us all

Soon this space will be too small

And I’ll laugh so hard

That the walls cave in

The I’ll die three times

And be born again

In a little box

With a golden key

And a flying fish

Will set me free

Soon this space will be too small

All my veins and bones

Will be burned to dust

You can throw me into

A black iron pot

And my dust will tell

What my flesh would not

Soon this space will be too small

And I’ll go oustide

And I’ll go oustide

And I’ll go oustide