Hans Aasens sten
de Krag Jørgensen Band
Let's fly south, dear, for the winter
Life will be warmer there
Here you can't speak above a whisper
But we must not despair
Things are complicated, I know
But let's just lift our heads and go
Leave behind this worn out wind
For breezier, balmy air
I won't wait till all my days are gone
Cause I've known what I wanted all along
Birds will fly and we'll just follow them
Leave behind this broken world of men
You say we don't have wings, well you're wrong
For I have seen your feathered arms
No, you can't fool me though you're tricky
Don't think that I won't believe that we can kiss the tops of the trees
They're getting taller every day, stretching to the sky
Now the floods are coming in
And the water's getting higher and higher
Higher and higher
Open the skylight cause it's time
And though we've never touched, your hand tickles mine
And I'm so tired of trying
In these last moments where minutes exist
We're running out of time
From now on we'll no longer reminisce
We'll just live and die
To the mountains! To the high ground!
We were chosen to survive!
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