Stranger - Frøkedal

Come on stranger, let me in

Always lost here and now you’re everything

Wish you’d leave the lost souvenirs

In the shadows, below the pines

And tomorrow we’ll begin

By leaving these fjords behind

We’re the cause we’re left to sink

And the foreman declines

And the winds breathe breathe breathe

Come on sailor

Take us across the sea

Until they’re lost to sight

All our friends are enemies

And the ancient tales of our lies

Throwing all but memories

Into the foaming depths

While the fortune tellers say

We may never set foot on land

When the wind breathes, breathe breathe

And be careful not to sleep

I hope to find brand new life

In an ocean of pure (in an ocean of pure)

Beginnings

Come on stranger, let me in

Always lost here and now you’re everything

Wish you’d leave the lost souvenirs

And the ancient tales of our lies

And the ancient tales of our lies