[ti:Now And Then] [ar:Silje Nergaard] [al:At First Light] [by:] [offset:0] [00:01.12]Now and then behind the rows [00:04.17]Of pearly teeth and fashion clothes [00:08.67]She sees them in the mirror-tiles [00:11.77]Trying on their latest smiles [00:16.16]Light and warmth from spotlight beams [00:19.41]Convincing them their nightmare is a dream [00:27.33]Now and then when they're at rest [00:30.15]Flocked in sleep in cuckoos' nests [00:34.52]Feeling safe no need to hide [00:37.77]She opens doors and windows wide [00:41.71]And poised upon her painted claws [00:45.40]She stretches out her gaudy wings and soars [00:51.21]Far away [00:55.02]Borne by the wind [00:58.52]She roams the sky [01:03.15]No one to say too low to high [01:10.65]Or count the lonely miles that she has flown [01:18.15]This world is hers alone [01:23.15]But then again behind the rows [01:25.96]She feels the piercing looks of those [01:30.02]Who watch her every move in case [01:32.84]She happens to forget her place [01:36.77]Who sum her up deny her flight [01:41.22]Aim their words and shoot her down on sight [01:46.65]Far away [01:50.54]Borne by the wind [01:53.91]She roams the sky [01:58.40]No one to stay too low too high [02:06.09]Or count the lonely miles that she has flown [02:13.59]This world is hers alone [02:42.53]Far away [02:46.10]Borne by the wind [02:49.53]She roams the sky [02:53.85]No one to stay too low too high [03:01.60]Or count the lonely miles [03:04.66]Far away [03:08.16]Borne by the wind [03:11.47]She roams the sky [03:16.23]No one to say too low too high [03:24.29]Or count the lonely miles that she has flown [03:31.19]This world is hers alone [03:40.82]Far away [03:46.26]Far away