[Verse 1] Morning breaks, it’s springtime now, Birds won’t let me sleep somehow, No more dreams, no drifting slow, Hear their songs so loud they flow. [Verse 2] Time to rise and time to go, Brand new day, a brand new soul, But no matter how I try, Ant-like life just passes by. [Verse 3] And outside it’s month of May, People rushing on their way, Tram doors open — that is mine, Same old route and same old line. [Chorus] I won’t wait for cranes in flight, fading in a distant line, By the fire, wrapped in blankets, in the dark it softly shines, No more birds to warm my hands in winter’s silent ache, Don’t be sad — I’ll come to you in dreams before you wake. [Verse 4] Day pulls me into its spin, Work’s a storm I’m caught within, Endless tasks I have to face, Life’s a never-ending chase. [Verse 5] Monday drags so hard and slow, Tuesday comes, then Wednesday goes, Thursday knocks upon the door, Grey days stretching more and more. [Verse 6] But sometimes I break away, Take my pack and lose the day, Forest silence, peace at last, All my stress is in the past. [Chorus] I won’t wait for cranes in flight, fading in a distant line, By the fire, wrapped in blankets, in the dark it softly shines, No more birds to warm my hands in winter’s silent ache, Don’t be sad — I’ll come to you in dreams before you wake. [Verse 7] I’m so tired of empty lines, All those pompous, hollow signs, TV noise has gone too far, Fake ideals on full display. [Verse 8] Phone goes off, I cut the thread, Block the net inside my head, Pull my hood down, hide my face, For the world — I’ve left no trace. [Chorus] I won’t wait for cranes in flight, fading in a distant line, By the fire, wrapped in blankets, in the dark it softly shines, No more birds to warm my hands in winter’s silent ache, Don’t be sad — I’ll come to you in dreams before you wake.
