(Finn)
I might be old but I'm someone new she said
I'm so sore that I could cry always
In the night lay your tired arms
She will have her way
Somehow I will still believe her
It's the life I've been frightened of she said
Deathly silence and especially the dark
Feels like I am heavy and my spirit has died
She will have her way
One day I will come back
Still no end in sight
Though I travel far and wide
A dying man is doing time
Thinker, soldier terrified
And she will have her way
Somehow I will still believe her
One day I will come back |