Текст песни James Blake - Funeral

I hold my ear to a shell
I hear something that no one can sell
You know I should live by the sea
'Cause I feel invisible in every city
And I know this feeling too well (too well)
Of being alive at your own funeral
Going, "Don't give up on me"
Going, "Don't give up on me"
Please, I'll be the best I can be
I'll be the best I can be
Don't give up on me
I'll come out of my shell
'Cause I want the cake and I wanna eat it as well
I will live in leaves that crunch under your feet
I wanna be heard if I can't be seen
And I know this feeling too well (too well)
Of being alive at your own funeral
Going, "Don't give up on me"
Going, "Don't give up on me"
Please, I'll be the best I can be
I'll be the best I can be