Then again Every Thing
Looks normal,
Looks normal,
It seems as if
Nothing happened,
Nothing happened,
But you know that
In those white nights
In those white nights
the world is larger
And you feel lighter and ask
'Who demands suffering?', maybe
it is true and it's a madhouse.
And you feel lighter and ask
'Who demands suffering?', maybe
it is true and it's a madhouse.