The morning breaks so cold and gray and I'm still here alone
it's all the same, the years have passed so slow and gray
...with nothing
I can't believe that ten years have passed and I'm still here alone
I need to change, I need to move on, I'll whither here
...forever
the time has come for me to leave
I must go, I must leave this all behind
I must leave, no need for second thoughts
I must go, the time is ripe I hear
and everybody waves good-bye
they hate me, they were never friends at all
they needed for me to roll around
they wanted me to stay and never leave...their misery
the clouds break, the sun beats through, I'm so alive again
the cold and gray is so far behind, I'm so alive, I'm so...alive
I'll never go back to the gray place again
I must stay here, I must..., I must...
I have found a place of happiness, the sun beats down on me
...for awhile
wave good-bye to the lonely days, good-bye at last, good-bye
just let me be alone and feel this place
and see this place, alone again, alone ...again
wave good-bye to the lonely days, good-bye at last, but wait...
then the morning breaks so cold and gray
and I'm back here again, again, again, again...
klausant Ulver. Įdomu tai, kad Death beveik išimtinai klausausi vasarą, labai retai kitu metų laiku. Bet kuo Death man tokie vasariški, aš niekaip nepaaiškinčiau
Man tai Opeth visada puikiai eina. Apskritai galvojau, kad turiu kažkokias muzikines preferencijas pagal dienos orą ar metų laikus, bet turbūt tai tik saviįtaiga. Galvodavau, kad Ulver man yra visiška žiemos muzika, bet ne vieną vasarą esu save pagavęs