Hiding out behind the birch
(A)
and frozen lakes.
The view of things seems clearer here,
(A)*
and my mistakes.
Don't fill out the capacious bags
(A)
that I dragged upstairs.
Gives me time to grow a love
(A)
where I had fear.
D times 2
Bridge:
How long will you wait
at the shady end of the slope.
Am I already late,
with my pyramid sized hopes?
OmkvæD:
Still boy holds his breath
'til something appears
All dumb all deaf all turned over
Bm (?)
to the wolves.
Chorus:
Still boy holds his breath
'til something appears
All dumb, all deaf, all turned over
Still boy waves his hand
One time too many
All dumb all deaf all turned over
to the wolves.