we don’t give up, we fuck shit up.

This man gives me chills. And goosebumps, oh i love! 
och här ska ni få se varför.

I am a poor, wayfaring stranger traveling through this world alone
And there's no sickness, toil, or danger, in that bright land to which I go
And I'm going there to see my mother and I'm going there no more to roam

And I know dark clouds, will gather around me. 
I know my way is rough and steep and the beautiful fields lie just beyond me.
(sen har Johnny Cash en bra version på denna också.) 

You just need to breathe, to feel my heart against yours now, against yours now.

But maybe I'm just in love when you wake me up.