Marit Larsen - To An End

A dream in a jar
A memory scar
Though trapped in a frame
Not one day the same
I fell and I weep
'til I'm too tired to sleep
And I ask permission to land
To strike up the band

Yet I'll build and I'll sow
I'll watch 'til it grows
And I will take the chance
There'll be no last dance

No when it arrives
The darkest of nights
Let me have my back turned
And not realise

The story's coming to an end