The stories of the world are sung
In places that were never young
I have counted everyoneAll the clouds will come to you
So the sun never shines through
And we will hide from twenty years of winter skyThe 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 skyThe faces of the world are worn
In places I was never born
Some will smile while others moanAll the clouds will come to you
So the sun never shines through
And we will hide from twenty years of winter skyStill it turns and says to me
In words that come uneasily
Answers are not meant to beAll the clouds will come to you
So the sun never shines through
And we will hide from twenty years of winter skyAll the clouds will come to you
So the sun never shines through
And we will hide from twenty years of winter skyAll the clouds will come to you
So the sun never shines through
And we will hide from twenty years of winter skyAll the clouds will come to you
So the sun never shines through
And we will hide from twenty years of winter sky