Last of the Secrets (Ove Ritola)

This is the last of the secrets That I help you keep and Then I'm gone for good These are the times of half-remembering Days and nights of overspending The trust of those we hold dear And now time has come For me to break this mold The time is now It's here This is the feeling of ageing These are the years of re-arranging That don't mean a thing This is the truth they been keeping The truth with no meaning But to save us from dreams And now time has come For me to break this mold The time is now It's here Who are we to know what we want Who are we now True colors we show by chance On an overpowering low This is the last of the secrets The last word I'm speaking At last this is me