The stories of the world are sung
In places that were never young
I have counted everyone
All the clouds will come to you
So the sun never shines through
And we will hide from twenty years of winter sky
The pictures of the world are shown
In places I have never known
Who will know who shaped the stone?
All the clouds will come to you
So the sun never shines through
And we will hide from twenty years of winter sky
The faces of the world are worn
In places I was never born
Some will smile while others moan
All the clouds will come to you
So the sun never shines through
And we will hide from twenty years of winter sky
Still it turns and says to me
In words that come uneasily
Answers are not meant to be
All the clouds will come to you
So the sun never shines through
And we will hide from twenty years of winter sky
All the clouds will come to you
So the sun never shines through
And we will hide from twenty years of winter sky
All the clouds will come to you
So the sun never shines through
And we will hide from twenty years of winter sky
All the clouds will come to you
So the sun never shines through
And we will hide from twenty years of winter sky

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