Near past
Words are slipping off my tongue
formulars are lost at sea
without you we can’t sing this song
but none of us will then be free
If I cast my spell on you
My past and present
- and the things I believe in, too
what will it do to you
and how can we see through
this game in the blue?
Reality slips away
as we pretend to know what to say
we become copies of our fear
and now the past is coming near
