Things that just happens

*There´s big big words
And great great pains
But unfortunately just time can relief them*

Into the big bad wild world
There´re stock phrases and new faces
There´re running ghosts everywhere
But too few to see
Your skin feels so rough
That my tongue feels dry

*A failing drop fade away
The dense wood decline
Grey rule everything
It have a grand black hand over us*1

But we can not disappear when we want
Beneath my feet it open the void up
And I can´t even turn back
I hear too much screams in my head
Too much silence
A tremendous blow of quiet

*Chorus

Must be me who lead your way home or
Must be me who lead your way to a black torture?
Leaves will ever leave the trees
As sun will ever leave the night
Sorrow will ever stay when there´s love
You won´t never forget the past you left behind
And beyond of all…
You won´t never ever know what´s in front of you

*Chorus 1

*Chorus