Norwegian Nights

by Panopticon

From the album: Roads to the North

Roads to the North cover art

Lyrics for Norwegian Nights

Lie beneath the cold blanket Watch the mountain sleep The train rolls by every hour As I wake and dream Woods and the hills And faces so dear to me Frozen lakes, flatlands low When I'm called, I'll go Such still quiet Then the whistle echoes My fragile sleep torn from me As many other things will be