You've got the world in you We slept again in the nude Sky's bruised in pinks and blues And daybreak's barely breaking through You awake not to know the end of it Don't go to Klaksvik I hear those birds of dawn Keep my mind off what I was sleeping on The curtains by the bath are drawn Out the windows onto the lawn And the neighbors children step on it Don't go to Klaksvik The pearl up on the hill Won't move unless you will The fiddler takes his bow and brings It to the heartstrings That moor the pearl to your fingertips Don't go to Klaksvik Never felt so foreign and free as before You took me to your room and locked the door There's a lot to be said for leaving things unspoken of It's something else to leave me unawoken, love The town sleeps soundly below Just like a baby in sheets that grow Half-soaked fishermen standing somewhat together Miles from the shore in the foglamp weather They're calling, yes they're calling from their ships Don't go to Klaksvik