lyrics: Simon Crow   vocals: Lisbeth Scott
Crouch End Festival [bad word] 
No more roads
No more seas
No more flight now
Turning to peace

Words will die
Thoughts will cease
Falling silent
Turning to peace

Love [bad word] Love it may leave
Touch me, let your reasons go

Eyes will close
Hearts will ease
Hands fall helpless
Turning to peace
 [bad word] free
Stay with me
Keeps what's found
And [bad word] into peace

Love may fade
Don't be afraid
Hold me near and hear me breathe

Don't look back
Don't look down
Don't go looking for release