I think I'll lose myself
In the old cold North
Living Where
I just can't be found

The loneliest of towns
Peace is all around
I used to stand on the edge of life
As my head tends to turn below
But now

They all think that I'm lonely
A cold winter is coming
But I don't mind

Under the midnight sun
Walking in the cold black stones
Gathering before each one
Of the other souls
Who walks life all alone

Being there
Till my eyes can't see
More of this life

The moon will come next month
Full and shining one
Hear our plea…

Well, you can go
You can overflow
With the signs of times
That passes by
When the bright days are over
Over
Night owls cannot enjoy the light

Under the midnight sun
Doing what I’ve never done
And walking in the cold black stones
Listening to the birds
Flying high above

An old cold dream
Golden circles shine
While boiled in ice

Under the midnight sun
Doing what I’ve never done
Walking in the cold black stones
Listening to the birds
Flying high above

Being there
Till my eyes can't see
More of this life