By The Silverstream
Wasting time while I kill my dream
Drinking wine by the silverstream
Gotta find myself while I lose myself in a whirl

Losing life, walking on the knife
Choosing life, don't know if I choose
Striving to win, don't care if I win at all

Am I growing blinder, wiser, for sure there's no one to ask
Am I being a finder, nicer, I've only myself to ask

Killing time, finding some more time
Walking on the shore of always wanting more
Greedy, needy, walking silly like in a cartoon

Feelingless romance, hurt anyway
Find someone new some other day
Immense insanity, like a big monsoon in my room

Am I growing blinder, wiser, for sure there's no one to ask
Am I being a finder, nicer, I've only myself to ask

Is it because you have grown a little wiser?
Accepting what is, maybe that's why you've become nicer?
Stronger in the sense of knowing yourself more than before
Weary in your body, you're preparing yourself to die

Dreamed away by my other side
Can't hold back, gotta run for more
Don't like that, but I like it a lot - it's my lot

Enough is enough and a lot is a lot
You life is a story and your story has a plot
Running for answers, they always come when you're alone

I'm going away and come back and I really do like that
I like her skin and her chin and the way she walks a lot
But not the way she talks

Music & lyrics: Lars Eriksson