Apocalypso

In northern time
Sigh, what does the mind cover?
Are we talking?
White is the winter
Caroline, Caroline summed it up
What are your sorries all about
Carries the weight on a swing (on a swing)

Black waves come, and so fear me
December, sinking

In northern time
I lost all my pure feelings
The psychiatrist posing as psychologist
When fear predicts then darkly the mind suffers
Are we talking?
white is the winter

Caroline, Caroline summed it up
What are your sorries all about
Carries the weight on a swing (on a swing)

Black waves come, and so fear me
December, sinking

Once we meet, could we get sleep?
We’re dancing, dancing

We will not die!
Our days are multiplied
And I am happy again

Caroline, Caroline summed it up
What are your sorries all about
Carries the weight on a swing (on a swing)