It's bleak in November

Back on the street where the city doesn't laugh anymore

A last dance of the wind with the waste

Of a vanished and misplaced reality



The things that we strived for

Were only the things that we already had

The question was: how to stop

When our desires had been satisfied



Out in the streets and over seas

We'll all join the last dance which starts at dawn



When new stars are born

Don't break the silence

Never look back what is left

What has been before



When new stars are born

A new day is dawning

Don't be afraid of what is gone

Or fear what's still to come



The streets are deserted

Laid bare with space to take a deep breath

We dance alone while waiting for the changes to begin

But can never reach the place where it began



Now a new sun is rising

Hope I can do what ought to be done

Break with the past to follow my heart

To reach for the last and final goal



Out in the streets and over seas

We'll all join the last dance which starts at dawn



When new stars are born ...



This side, this world

One voice, one self

One road, one last mile