The Northern Run

I can see the hills and all the sun kissed fields

While I‘m softly gliding through my youth

Nothing´s really changed in all these years

But everything feels different nowadays

A life has passed away so quietly

And things will never be the same again

We keep moving forward, don´t you know

That the whole life is about let go

I can see the northern run

High up in the forest

And the howling wind

Sweeps across the trees

All my innocence`s been washed away

By the rivers that fall

From the mountain tops

I´m on a train back home

I can hear the rustling of the leaves

´cause all good things must come to an end

But where to begin, yeah where to start

When the life you know has fallen apart

And I can see the northern run

High up in the forest

And the howling wind

Sweeps across the trees

All my innocence´s been washed away

By the rivers that fall

From the mountain tops

I´m on a train back home