Hotel Daedalus
Bent Sæther
it's hard to see the way out of the maze right now
stumbling round like drunks in the fog, and wondering why
no road seems to lead where the signs say
and it's ever harder to find a way
to put it all behind us, to be strong and to move on:
to find our new song
some days feel much darker than they did before
when I'm not really certain I can do this anymore
eaten by this life that we chose
the cheap hotels and fancy studios
the drugs don't seem to be of much use at all
anymore
the old hotel is empty, all the guests have gone
there will be a long night ahead before the dawn
quietly it sits there on the slope,
nothing left but memories, ghosts and hope
but the band is still there and it's playing on