Already dead to me now Time wears away All the pleasures of the day All the treasures you could hold Days turn to sand Losing strength in every hand They can't hold you anymore 'Coz it feels like I'm watching something die Love looks away

It's a good life Yeah we all have had those dreams Of the sun, and the sea and an island Where you switch off It's a good life for me Too much information People drowning in receipts Some days you wanna just chuck it all Try your luck and hit the streets

Shape shift, nose to the wind Shape shift, feeling I've been Move swift, all senses clean Off through the new day's mist I run Off from the new day's mist I have come I hunt therefore I am Harvest the land Taking of the fallen lamb We shift pulsing with

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas With every Christmas card I write "May your days be merry and bright And may all your Christmases be white Just like the ones I used to know Where the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow

The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all my

For you I'll always wait I, I love that girl She is the days I can't get over She is the nights that I call home endlessly Caught in the waves of hesitation Lost in the sea of my own doubt endlessly She is my rock and my rolling thunder I've been the

Lisboa, hi Lisboa The soul of your days come by Know the heathen land of love beneath All your faith in the skies Lisboa, Lisboa From arms, to live or die People enter, falling in the quite See love so The twilight ember feel any

You've been wandering for days How you felt me slip your mind Leave behind your wanting ways Cause you were all I ever longed for I want to look you in the eye And I will hold you in Wide eyed, with a heart-ling full of fright Your eyes follow like

The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all my

Lisboa, hi Lisboa The soul of your days come by Know the heathen land of love beneath All your faith in the skies Lisboa, Lisboa From arms, to live or die People enter, falling in the quite See love so The twilight ember feel any