heima

Sigur Rós

One thousand years in words
A thousand words which carve me to death
Without guts, we still get hurt
I need to get out

One thousand words in years
A thousand years which tell the whole story
No one sees, behind empty words
There s always something

The last tears shed
I wipe them off
The last years of a lifetime

The last years lived
The last rivers flow away
The wounds ? yes, they heal

One thousand words in deaths
A thousand years, tears run down our cheeks
Gashes, which we suture together
And so move on

The last tears shed
Now I wipe them off
The last years of a lifetime
The last straws are drawn
The last rivers flow away
The wounds, they heal

The wounds, they heal
The last tears flow away
The wounds ? yes, they heal
Yes, they heal
Yes, they heal

Now I m finally home