Inside

swing low in dark glass hour
you turn to cover
see it turn to dust
move on a stone dark night
we take to flight
snowfall turns to rust

seam in a fusing mine
like a nursing rhyme
fat man starts to fall

year in a hostile place
i hear your face
start to call

and if you think that i've been loosing my way
that's because i'm slightly blinded
if you think that i don't make to much sense,
that's because i'm broken minded
but don't keep it...
inside
if you believe it
don't keep it all inside

strong words in a ganges sky
i have to lie
shadows moves in pairs

ring out from a bursied postcard
in the shooting yard
looking through the tears

out of the black slate time
we move in line
but never reach an end

fall in a long stray town
as the ice comes down
rivers start to bend

and if you think that i've been loosing my way
that's because i'm slightly blinded
if you think that i don't make to much sense,
that's because i'm broken minded
but don't keep it...
inside
if you believe it
don't keep it all inside