Season Of Defiance
Peter Moren, Bjorn Yttling, John Eriksson
Like a warm night in midst of a cold wave
Though torn and frayed our strategy will keep us safe
Hold your own when the wind blow up the blues
Astray they run with headlights on the wrong ideas
You look tired, I am tired too
But carry on, we'll carry on, we won't get fooled
Sail against a clearer sky
Open up our how to why
Let us be awakening
To new days, not just tainted dreams
Itchy old world, fretting on my nerves
Have you heard such stupid words, my ears go red
Yet all that's brutal has a softness just below
Scratch the surface, let it bleed then let it glow
Make believe, it could still last long
'Til the last refrain of the last sing-along
Sail against a clearer sky
Open up our how to why
Let us be awakening
To new days, not just tainted dreams