Here Comes The Wave In
Watching shadows dancing on the wall,
painting you and me before the fall.
Time and fate have left me in this place
and reality is in my face.
Is this it? And just how will I know,
hiding under a blanket of snow.
When tomorrow is another day,
with bright colours over skies of grey.
Somewhere high above the timber line,
must be some way I can redefine.
In this atmosphere of discontent,
leaving all of this without torment.
Break the shackles that have kept me down,
feel the fresh air, have to leave this town.
Moving further out, with both arms spread,
ever higher up the steps ahead.
Here comes the wave in
Let the water even everything
When the morning comes,
all this you'll find behind you.
Whispering to me
Is the wind that blows, and birds that sing
Dry your tears, it's just something
we must go through.
Out with the old and in with the new,
this is something that we have to do.
Through the storm I travel in the night,
find my comnfort comes the morning light.
Somewhere high above the timber line,
must be some way I can redefine.
In this atmosphere of discontent,
leaving all of this without torment.
Here comes the wave in
Let the water even everything
When the morning comes
all this you'll find behind you.
Whispering to me
Is the wind that blows, and birds that sing
Dry your tears, it's just something
we must go through.
painting you and me before the fall.
Time and fate have left me in this place
and reality is in my face.
Is this it? And just how will I know,
hiding under a blanket of snow.
When tomorrow is another day,
with bright colours over skies of grey.
Somewhere high above the timber line,
must be some way I can redefine.
In this atmosphere of discontent,
leaving all of this without torment.
Break the shackles that have kept me down,
feel the fresh air, have to leave this town.
Moving further out, with both arms spread,
ever higher up the steps ahead.
Here comes the wave in
Let the water even everything
When the morning comes,
all this you'll find behind you.
Whispering to me
Is the wind that blows, and birds that sing
Dry your tears, it's just something
we must go through.
Out with the old and in with the new,
this is something that we have to do.
Through the storm I travel in the night,
find my comnfort comes the morning light.
Somewhere high above the timber line,
must be some way I can redefine.
In this atmosphere of discontent,
leaving all of this without torment.
Here comes the wave in
Let the water even everything
When the morning comes
all this you'll find behind you.
Whispering to me
Is the wind that blows, and birds that sing
Dry your tears, it's just something
we must go through.
Credits
Writer(s): Gudmundur Jonsson, Asgeir Einarsson, Julius Robertsson, Thorsteinn Einarsson
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