The stories of the world are sung   In places that were never young   I have counted everyone      All the clouds will come to you   So the sun never shines through   And we will hide from twenty years of winter sky      The pictures of the world are shown   In places I have never known   Who will know who shaped the stone?      All the clouds will come to you   So the sun never shines through   And we will hide from twenty years of winter sky      The faces of the world are worn   In places I was never born   Some will smile while others moan      All the clouds will come to you   So the sun never shines through   And we will hide from twenty years of winter sky      Still it turns and says to me   In words that come uneasily   Answers are not meant to be      All the clouds will come to you   So the sun never shines through   And we will hide from twenty years of winter sky      All the clouds will come to you   So the sun never shines through   And we will hide from twenty years of winter sky      All the clouds will come to you   So the sun never shines through   And we will hide from twenty years of winter sky      All the clouds will come to you   So the sun never shines through   And we will hide from twenty years of winter sky