Edvard Munch

[Intro]

[Verse 1]

Brand new colors on the eastern sky

The blinding symmetry, the little white lie

Your small hand waving in the cold air

The ridges of the mountain frozen on the skyline there

[Chorus]

When the sun came out over Norway today

I saw you going away

There was nothing good in your going

There was nothing good in your going

[Interlude]

[Verse 2]

I cut the flowers that grew near the door

And I arranged them in the center of the floor

And the room was so empty

There were pale shadows inside

[Chorus]

When the sun came out over Norway today

I saw you going away

There was nothing good in your going

There was nothing good in your going

[Outro]