You go home with feet bare in the snow

You raise up your head to the dead

You seek of such magical things

And nobody knows where you've been.

In the light the growing light

You know it isn't hard to fight

The demons you left behind

The demons you left behind

Behind.

You run up the hills through the sun

You go home head held high, face the sky

You know of such magical things

And nobody knows you within.

In the rain the pouring rain

Don't loose your hope don't loose in vain

There's demons you fear tonight

Those demons you have to fight

Fight.

And if you struggle hard

Rest on your brother's weary shoulder

And if you shall ever wonder

Listen to your wise mother

Mother.

In the dark the growing dark

You know that you can find the spark

That guides you home my friend

That guides you home my friend

My friend josefin.