Nell's prologue

Woke up to the road

My belly made of stone

Thinking of you

Ohh ohh-ohh

You speak in tongues the mountains know

You twist your hair

You let it grow

And on the hunt you hear me sing

On your shoulders all the way

You bring the chamois down to the valley

Just as you used to carry me

Woke up to the loss with my voice of sand

Everything happens all at once

I saw it in the haunted house

You have a daughter now

And both our dads died in half a year

My hands and feet give away more than anything I could say

Oh the mountains know everything

And on the hunt you hear me sing

On your shoulders all the wеight

You bring the chamois down to the valley

Just as I usеd to carry everything