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In a house on an island
There′s a tale that must be told
Up on mysterious, misty mountains
Behind all the songs I wrote
Lives an old man and his shadow
And they're whistling day and night
For whatever, whatever it′s worth
They are whistling for you and I
On a ranch in the wildness
There's a song that must be sung
About a blind, fallеn angel
Who never lеarned the right from wrong
And no, I don't know enough English
To describe his troubled mind
But for one thing I am certain
Is that he sings for you and I
And I′ve tried so hard to figure it out
But I guess I′m only human
I've been watching him, drawing him in
Analysing him in every way I could possibly think of
But that does not really help me
You gotta sit back and enjoy
Bureaucracy raped and betrayed him
Now he sits there all alone
With his song and his legend
And his epic melodies
They are with us when we′re crying
And they are with us when we bleed
Yes, they are with us when we're crying
And they are with us when we bleed
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Writer(s): Bjorn Dixgard, Gustaf Noren, Bjorn Olsson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
