Beyond the north/ Far and cold/ I woke up one day/
 Yet my eyes closed/ Freezing/ I stepped off/
 My purple boat/ In the harbour of the drifting city/
 Within thousands of miles not a heart beating/
 Only the senseless/ glass skinned servants of the ice queen/
 They tried to nick my watch/ Cut my wrists and sell my pulse/
 I knew if I'd lose my sense of time/ I could no longer resist/
 No longer defence against those [bad word] 
 blood pressure hunting beasts/ So I ran/ Ran Ran/
 And with every step/ They made me lose my breath/
 Melting the ground beneath my feet/ Falling apart/
 Falling asleep/ Fighting invisible enemies in me/
 At nine o'clock in the morning/