Leave this frozen and overcrowded town,
And catch the first train,
Not knowing its destination.
Each of them, those lifeless things,
Moody and rainy autumn night.
The shrilly scream of the
Brakes wake me. People get down,
I can feel vibrations running through my body
As the machine starts again...
The last station is near,
I'm alone with the night.
I'm walking up the dimly lit path.
I'm swallowed by the cool
The wild and cold surroundings
Trees in the moonlight thow
Above me, the full moon is shining
And I shoot a sharp look at it.
My throat, freed from its lump,
It's been a long time since