Anja Garbarek Still Guarding Space Lyrics

Still Guarding Space Lyrics

Hums of conversation

Lip goes

One leg crossed

Driven back into this corner



Is it the same when I leave

As when I come

On a higher or lower frequency

It means nothing to me



Watch me turn the volume down

It's always cold before the last day

Still guarding space

Snow piled up by the road to my house



The one time I tried

It was a fine view

Through and across

Then there was restlessness

And in that movement

I dressed in the light from outside