On a mountain up north
I will build a small house
Made of wood, stone and straw
I\'ll let nobody in
Neither family nor friends
Nor the postman can come

This escape can\'t keep going on
\'Cause I can\'t take it no more
I\'m not so strong

I will sit there and stare
When the ocean runs wild
Until I\'ll forget your name
Then I\'ll burn up the straw
Take it down stone by stone
And make a raft of the wood