Lyrics: Ian Ross
Music: Ian Ross/Emma Rice/Emily Brontë
Are you still hungry?
Do you want more?
Do you want warmth and softness?
Forgiveness and resolve?
Well, what did you expect?
This man was found in loss
Grown in hate
And hardened in revenge
If you want romance Go to Cornwall
If you want home Look to the stars
This is the hush-hub, this the hatred Well, what did you expect?
（Love ）There is no love here
（Love ）There is no love here