It won't be a lake, the back of a car
Lines on my arms, a crack from a bar
A break in my veins, a shot from a gun
A fire, warning or rays from the sun
Not a virus, pollution or a fall from a height
I'll walk hand in hand with you into the light
It won't be a fall from firth of forth bridge
My arms & legs froze in a fridge
Savaged by dogs, swallowed by pigs
Poisoned by gas in illegal digs
Buried by landslides, burning on flights
I'll walk hand in hand with you into the light
It won't be old age, drown in the sea
Choked on a chicken bone stuck inside me
Exposure to cold, a fall from the sky
This list of the ways that I hope I don't die
The next one, the chorus, that one's alright
I'll walk hand in hand with you into the light