Hljóða nótt er allt sem áður var,. átti fley en man ei lengur hvar,. flúinn, farinn, hvað er sagt og séð,. satt er vont ef lygi fylgir með.. Reysir sverð og skjöld..
Heim á leið, held ég nú. hugurinn þar er. hugurinn þar.. . Ljós um nótt, lætur þú. loga handa mér. loga handa. Það er þyngsta raun þetta úfna hraun.. .
I saw you last night. My, my how indiscreet. Your self destruction is so complete. Oh yeah, and I know, yeah, I know. That shes going down slow. . It was this morning that you phoned.
I was walking with my feet. A disposition fell over me. And the armory wall was bleeding. The restless child was reading. . I was swimming, could hardly stand.
Magnetic to me in a southern Spanish bar. Ordered another round of cheap Jägermeister. I dragged myself across a chipboard dancefloor. I didn't know who I admired anymore.
We tore my shirt just back from school. And in an old beginning we found something new. Through a single slot the sun lit the rooom. I watched it rise to you're eyes.
high up above the highest cloud is where I long to be. with the lightest breeze lifting me up and filling up each broken part in me. . and I sit there waiting patiently for the ships to sails out into the sea.
When do you really get to go. When do you really get to go. When do you really get to go. When do you really get to go. When do you really get to go. When do we really get to go.