Now And Then

Now and then behind the rows Of pearly teeth and fashion clothes She sees them in the mirror-tiles Trying on their latest smiles Light and warmth from spotlight beams Convincing them their nightmare is a dream Now and then when they're at rest Flocked in sleep in cuckoos' nests Feeling safe no need to hide She opens doors and windows wide And poised upon her painted claws She stretches out her gaudy wings and soars Far away Borne by the wind She roams the sky No one to say ... too low ... to high Or count the lonely miles that she has flown This world is hers alone But then again behind the rows She feels the piercing looks of those Who watch her every move in case She happens to forget her place Who sum her up ... deny her flight Aim their words and shoot her down on sight Far away Borne by the wind She roams the sky No one to stay ... too low ... too high Or count the lonely miles that she has flown This world is hers alone (guitar solo) Far away Borne by the wind She roams the sky No one to stay ... too low ... too high Or count the lonely miles..... Far away Borne by the wind She roams the sky No one to say ... too low ... too high Or count the lonely miles that she has flown This world is hers alone Far away, far away --- Now And Then - Silje Nergaard