Hoe de lucht langzaam van zwart naar blauw gaat?
Hoe de zon de maan verslaat
en weer hoog aan de hemel komt
zodat wij weer opwarmen
Wat laat ons leven?
De lucht gaat naar grijs
de wind laat de bomen leven
Druppels in het water
als warme ijspegels
When all the things you tried to think were good have suddenly become the source of fear, then at the very place where you first stood has someone dropped an unforgivenlly tear. And on the ground where those now lit the lights I'm standing still but without things to know 'Cause we all be and go just like the tides and can not say: Oh time, I miss you so. Yes, everyhting has changed and not a sign of knowledge here is to be claimed as mine.
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