Coming Home - Ulver

I have been thinking

About my life lately

These old streets

This same old song

Of smoke and mirrors

And sweet revenge

Sigh my heart

But do not break

I have to make right

The things that went wrong

To forgive and forget

There is honor among thieves

How to come clean

With these dirty hands

They hold me down

With a strangling love

My family, my children

My haven, my hope

What have I done

To leave you here