Afraid
And everything, you will forget, again, nothing lasts
The wounds will grow, slowly, but do they disappear
He dried her face in water, don't touch the wounds
The little you remember, is never beautiful
But something is happening
Is she changing, can she feel it
Is she sinking into it
Blackest. Darkest. Ocean
Will everything disappear
Everything that is a grain of sand
Everything that is a drop of the ocean
We're nothing, he says, and licks her ear
That they did not notice, was it too late
Was it winter already
Afraid, she is, afraid of the dark, when they go boom
Afraid, they said, when she was swimming, grab the rope
Fear is a false friend, he says and strokes her hair gently
She didn't try to smile, it didn't work
My head is a slow thing, they sough in the past
That did not know where they were going
Drown
Was it a dream, was it a dream, was she afraid to
Hold
was it a dream, was she afraid to hold, was she afraid to dream
Was it only a dream
Too much, too hard, too late
For the last time
Is everything normal in here
Is everything normal in here
Our hand he took, into the moonlight he followed us
Under the feet the earth was soft
Grass slimy, somewhere on the road, raining had start
Not rain, dead birds, over our heads
Sky, over our heads, the earth swallowed down the light
Storming against us the white horses
Panicked we ran, panicked we ran
The snake monster, the tree, hidden
Devoured. Extinguished
In panic we run
Stormed the white horses, caught in a living painting
Caught in a living painting
Frozen fast, comfortable numb
Frozen fast, comfortable numb
Writer/s: Christelle Ravneberget, Øystein Sandsdalen