As Tears Clear Our Eyes - Rebekka Bakken

You danced with borrowed feet

Through times of borrowed days

With the promise of a try

To the rhythm of a lie

Then a sound was to be heard

A song that I had to learn

You sang with an alien voice

In the midst of your hearts own noise

The song was yours

The song was

You danced too long with no face

Borrowed too many days

Then the borrowed feet failed

And the voice became frail

Your whispered weak to the night;

«tuck me in I am tired»

And the night put over his coat

That strangled the sound of each note

This song is yours

The song is

They say you left behind

Nothing but a troubled mind

For all who’s left to cry over

But tears can turn to gold

When something of our own

Is brought to sight

As tears clear our eyes

This song is yours

This song is yours