(Music: H Johansson/S Zell) (Lyrics: H Johansson )
Softly shaking sunlight, landing like a leaf Wakes the weary wanderer, blessed in belief Grunting gathered gossip, tells a tale of today Wisdom whispered "warning", carefully carrying you on the crest of a wave
Sunlight, the old man's praying gazing upon the clouds A rain that seems as it would never end Struggling with his old tools lived by his fathers rules He sees the remains of his life in debris
And a raven sat on a poplar-branch Sits there waiting for his prey
Pulling, the horse is snorting Ploughing a pit of mud A scanty yield, an effort blistering hands The crop has gone with the rain He wears himself out in vain An old man staring wearied on his lands
And the raven gazed in the old mans eye Then it held a scaresome cry And the old man gazed at the crying sky What a rotten day to die
Oh, it is tearing on his soul Buried deep down in a hole, searching life Oh, he's a feudal system cog At the bottom of the bog there's no life Poor, poor old man the wanderer said Staring heavy eyes of lead Fortold a story from his world He was crying to be heard
Water, his fields are flooded Nothing won for his toil His pity was bailed out by common fear He didn't want to move But nothing was left to prove Sunken in a brown study of tears
Now the raven grabbed for his tortured soul But the old man turned around ...And the gun reflected a rising sun as the bird fell to the ground
In tender contempt I reach out to touch myself Pulling myself back, I know too well who I am ...who I am
CHORUS: My worst enemy I've become, so I run and hide from all the chances that I refused I deny that they were mine
I can see what needs to be done but I'm so weak ...oh, so weak I should listen to my advice but I'm so scared ...so scared
REPEAT CHORUS (x2)
I keep to pretend so you won't know But the only one I decieve is myself What do I want to become, what are my needs? I have to believe or I'll be forever lost
Feeling high on hills inside, I think it's what I do Covered by a veil of silk, obstruction to get through Forces from magnetic fields are beating in your heart Even though you run the show it's tearing you apart
My feelings, your feelings too
When you've got the key to fit the lock things will unveil Many times have tried before and many times have failed When you reach the final it brings beauty to your eyes Have the cake and eating it, a saying you defy
Disillusion may encounter your mind At the same time it is art to the blind
CHORUS: Tell me you're lonely, Tell me you want me now Tell me you're craving, Maybe I wonder how
Everything `till now has been a "coming, loss, and gone" Felt the cut-out in your arm, they left you all undone When you're on the spree you think you act a little weird History has been a stare, much worse than what you feared
You feel you dive from the sky You've entered dimension five
