I see myself moving backwards In time today From a place we can´t remain Close to anymore My heart is heavy
Because it looks just like my home Pylons rapeseed fields Powdered skies and trees alone Thousands of white crosses in a cemetery I freeze the frame from a passing train
Are you still there or am I losing you? And every moment lost Is telling to my heart Puts me on the form For silent treatment from the forces above Our dependence on new gods Because I´m just passing through On this battlefield Where we played our games And went insane
And we waltzed around the world
As though we were off our heads And I say why Why are we not brought to book And where are we today Dissolution Our lousy love affairs If you don´t love me let me go And as I come up again I leave a little bit of England In a field of France