Retrospect
(Østby / Khan)
in cover of a dazzling
fullmoon
I pace in the hall
rendered harmless by the memory
of what I used to be
night's soon over
I dread another sunrise
the pain of knowing
I might have changed the world
I couldn't pass with a compromise
but the healing hand
belongs to the living
and I am no longer
the world will go on without me
I'm no longer
when I leave
I'll feel a soft asuagement
and with minimal manliness
I'll bow to hail the light
when night's over
I'll sink into oblivion
but still I will remember
I could have changed the world
I couldn't pass with a compromise
'cause the healing hand
belongs to the living
and I am no longer
the world is the same without me
I'm no longer