Farewell to arms                                 -S. Dunér     2004

Saying goodbye to loved ones may hurt

Little I knew, we were not through

New times aren´t welcome yet my dear

Climbing the walls of life to get on

Up to the surface, painting my bruces in

Colours of red they will vanish

Left are the ashes of somethings that lost

May be a fiction, movie adiction

New times aren´t welcome yet my dear

Saying goodbye to loved ones may hurt

Little I knew, we were not through

New times aren´t welcome yet my dear