A Hole In The Ground (Live at the Centre Pompidou)

How am I meant to know? What to give and give me back How am I meant to give, give me back, and forgive? Forgive me back Give to you, give to me Hungry for, hungry for How am I meant to know? Give to me, give to you back Sky above, sky below Five years more of directional love Think of me, is that enough? Hungry for, hungry for Hungry for, hungry for Hungry for Take off all of my clothes and run to your house Where in place of a door is a hole in the ground And I feel it with salt, the hard bits of my heart They fall into the hole and they tear it apart Wash off the dirt, rinse the sand out my eyes Leave this fog I've been under, a kind of disguise The end of the world, not a cloud, not a ghost Put your head against mine and teach me how it goes Winter ends and spring begins And I still need everything I needed then The warning slows and starts again You turn around and call the end