The Passenger (Ove Ritola)

Now I'm left here to wait Until cancer kills us dead And the small things you hesitate 'Cause of something you shouldn't have read 'Cause of something you never should have read My memory's faded like The jeans you wore that day That day that killed the light And brought sleep to the flowers of May The day that brought sleep to the flowers of May In a corridor filled with smoke With safe distance to the walls We kiss and we choke Each other 'til angels call I swear I can hear the angels call