Song for an Old Man

I'm standing in the valley
In the fjord of my heart
In the story of us
I was there at the start
Where dreams are lingering
On the mist on the water
The raindrops are falling
On my head and my shoulders

The lines got blurred
I don't know who I am
In the midst of the fog
I can see an old man
He's building a shed
Down by the shore
I can see him there now
As he stood there before

But why can I not seem to feel
Something must be broken, I cannot feel
But I'll follow the wind
I'll trust and believe

The soil was wet
Where we left him in the ground
A song was uttered
And within the sound
He smiled to me
And in the corner of his eye
I could see myself
And his days gone by

But why can I not seem to feel
Something must be broken, I cannot feel
But I'll follow the wind
I'll trust and believe

The sea beats heavy
On the rocks and the mountains
And deep in the forest;
A sacred fountain
Where iron turns to gold
And bodies to dust
Where beauty is gathered
And life is unjust