…past houses, farms & fields Passin′ graves that have no name, freight yards full of old black men And the graveyards of rusted automobiles Good mornin' America, how are you? Don't you know me? I′m your native son! I′m the…

…As if, as if As if it matters Innit, innit 'what happens, happens'? As if as if's were enough Is it, is it a fit of angst we see Is it a bit the fear of failure It is as if we gave up It's like we lack nothing Kind…

…, its prestigeuos there your friends life. Its on the mountains of barcelona or latin america, there you escape, when you have had enough of, all of it.…

…day, you have already found another, you really dont flex at all, you allready have a new life, before I turn, you just dont love no-one, i am not your mom, you tell all kinds of fun, your friends are alike, to latin…

…can work where ever I want. It doesnt matter, where I stay in Scandinavia, or Latin-America, I just want to stay there, where it is a easier weather. I just want to stay at you side, where I have even something, I need…

…Hear the night toll in my breath The cold lights dance overhead Here the lake stares with dark eyes Trees are their lashes of ice See the star's glare float upstream Shedding its skin with dead leaves Seems like the…

…Hood to save her from the sea But words are cheap Stories had been spun, a sea of metaphors were done And Lilja heard but wonder's thunder All the books she read kept her in bed and hurt her head Her tragic flaw was not a…

…Sorrow's sound, it swirls all about you Dry fallen leaves that rise like a cloud Time is a torch in a field of lost faces Kissed by the mist, you kneel on the ground Shadowed by years, smiles you remember Half-recalled…

…time of our lives I'd go back to that summer Just to get to kiss you So many things we discovered, yeah I'd go back to that summer Can't you see I miss you Years gone by, baby you're still on my mind Cause you showed me…