The windows are closed
behind them, I sit and listen.
The stories that blow through my head, through my ears,
there is nothing left do to but sit and see and hear,
Like the sea, like waves that come and dissapear
Sometimes rain interrrupts this dream
and drops make their own song in this melody
Darkness settles in, I’ve switch off all the lights
leave on a candle, that dances shadows on the wall
the storm is here,
The storm is here.