Green Grass of Will
In the mist of the night we uncover the dream
In the boat that I built we'll be riding upstream
Theres' a train down the tracks that were chasing at times
Out fear to get stuck and be falling behind
And it's hard to be passionate when your arm's getting tired
When your hair grows in tangles and you're caught in the trials
Be aware of the green grass of will in your mind cause your gods will get back and reward you in time
Mind your self and pursue what will ease without harm.
Build a windowless wall to bang your head when you fall.
Autor(es): David Pärsson, Joakim Paulsson, Lars Söderberg, Rickard Beurling, Roger Gustafsson