Half of a letter tells half a story
The way I see it, it's half the worry
Where I came from, I forgot too soon...
East of the sun and west of the moon

Money talks and hey, I'm listening
I've lived without it, enough to miss it
Where I'm going, I'll get there soon...
East of the sun and west of the moon

Another day leaves me aching, I try to wake up
But something's breaking here inside me
Deep and hollow, a sound that no other sound could follow
I know the pain before the wound...
East of the sun and west of the moon