Norway
Trees are talking
stones are my friends
all is green but the sky
Whirlwinds in my thoughts and dreams
but ground keeps pushing my feet straight
Straight ahead x2
Streets are talking
lights are my friend,
all is dark but the neons
Want to bury in my footsteps
All my sweet anxiety
In a way x3
ref.
And when it's cold
so cold out there
I know that I won't be scared
release the peace
and take the edge of the knife
Find myself again