EVERMORE

I will
Steal back the night winds
From the robber on the run
Remove the bullets 
From the barrel of the gun
That shot the baby

I will
Make funny faces
If they can make you laugh
Remove the bitter taste 
That sours the aftermath
If you'd be staying

Run down's the neighborhood
Smashed glass and weary wood
Stripped paint and fallen leaves
Prepare for summers' seal

And I'll
Bring out the sun so
You can shed your winter coat
Catch the clouds of rain
To clear the dust out of your throat
Look at the rainbow

I will 
Gild running waters
Mowing slowly between the banks
Release eternity
From behind the glass
And watch the tide roll

Rogue shadows roam the twilight
Skin rise, skin close up tight
Haunts haunt the dream believer
Is it the wrong side of the river

But I
Can't paint the sundown
From a pallette colored blue
Can't catch your smile
Inside a line and tell the truth
Ever Enigma

Call me sap or simpleton
Fools roam where reasoned run
Set up, the canvas calls for
The final sweep to Evermore

Words and music by Tor Kristian Berg
©2003