Analysis of Anything Matters (2003)

My mother country has come for me.
She's waiting with open arms.
So I sit here on my knee…

What has become of my heart?
To where has my strength ebbed away?
Is this where I may depart?

May peace reign down upon us now.
Giving us the hope that we deserve,
and exciting our senses so we may bestow.

This is how my new home seems to me --
full of tears and lots of misery.
Never forgetting how soon I will be free.

This is how my country seems to me --
full of faith but never safe.
May we toil but never boil like the sea.

Sit by me and hold my hand.
This is what I've been waiting for.
Because to be lonely is what I cannot stand.

Words mean nothing so let's just wait.
Wait and wonder as they plunder.
Seeing the hell hounds come through the gate.

It will be good to be back home in the motherland.
River's flooded, near disasters; never lonely, but so lovely.
Everyone giving a helping hand.

Where is the woman who looked at me?
Perhaps she was never here.

But has gone down into the sea.