Norway

Norway

 

Trees are talking

stones are my friends

all is green but the sky

Whirlwinds in my thoughts and dreams

but ground keeps pushing my feet straight

Straight ahead x2

 

Streets are talking

lights are my friend,

all is dark but the neons

Want to bury in my footsteps

All my sweet anxiety

In a way x3

 

ref.

And when it's cold

so cold out there

I know that I won't be scared

release the peace

and take the edge of the knife

Find myself again