Our trouble Come for me I row a dried up sea Trouble tore at my sleep(sleeve?) I row a dried up sea Ribbons to hide my face Shame does not come to claim Trouble tore at my sleep(sleeve?) I row a dried up sea Never you mind You can manage Never you mind You can manage Never you mind You can manage Never you mind Well....fuck that (?) I fail to explain (?) Never you mind You can manage And never you mind If, when you stand (?) Would you sleep (? ) Never you mind You can manage If you try You can manage You can manage You can manage If you try