The Backbone (Rökkurró)

This is the water that washed my tiny fingers, a long time ago. This is the wisdom my younger heart believed in, a long time ago. Now I see this is not the real world. Now I see we're far behind. Now I see the road is even longer. Now I see the troubles that I faced are replaced with lack of words. Places I loved before, now filled with big buildings. I see these walls in black and white, they steal my thoughts and make me forget things. All I ever wanted was to know, to understand. Look away, the place you love is never coming back. All I ever wanted was to know, to understand.