Exile - Good Harvest

Borders closing one by one

Land and country disappear

The early years all ran away

One of these days I’ll wake up middle aged

Tired to the bone

Rejected by myself

I’m not welcome here

As the years spin by I lose myself

Suspicious stranger to what my poor heart hoped

And I’ll break out from all I know

Till another world shines down

Once a rebel of my own

In a town that no one ever knew

I used to dance away into the sun

and one of these days

I thought I’d be the one

to fight and stand there strong

The angels sang their song

Until my time had come

As the years spin by I lose myself

Suspicious stranger to what my poor heart hoped

And I’ll break out from all I know

Till another world shines down

I’m an emigrant

no longer greeted in my home

I’m a foreigner

I’m left out all alone

I’m an emigrant

no longer greeted in my home

I’m a foreigner

I’m left out