Now And Then - Silje Nergaard

Now and then behind the rows

Of pearly teeth and fashion clothes

She sees them in the mirror-tiles

Trying on their latest smiles

Light and warmth from spotlight beams

Convincing them their nightmare is a dream

Now and then when they’re at rest

Flocked in sleep in cuckoos' nests

Feeling safe no need to hide

She opens doors and windows wide

And poised upon her painted claws

She stretches out her gaudy wings and soars

Far away

Borne by the wind

She roams the sky

No one to say … too low … to high

Or count the lonely miles that she has flown

This world is hers alone

But then again behind the rows

She feels the piercing looks of those

Who watch her every move in case

She happens to forget her place

Who sum her up … deny her flight

Aim their words and shoot her down on sight

Far away

Borne by the wind

She roams the sky

No one to stay … too low … too high

Or count the lonely miles that she has flown

This world is hers alone

(guitar solo)

Far away

Borne by the wind

She roams the sky

No one to stay … too low … too high

Or count the lonely miles…

Far away

Borne by the wind

She roams the sky

No one to say … too low … too high

Or count the lonely miles that she has flown

This world is hers alone

Far away, far away