It's bleak in November Back on the street where the city doesn't laugh anymore A last dance of the wind with the waste Of a vanished and misplaced reality The things that we strived for Were only the things that we already had The question was: how to stop When our desires had been satisfied Out in the streets and over seas We'll all join the last dance which starts at dawn When new stars are born Don't break the silence Never look back what is left What has been before When new stars are born A new day is dawning Don't be afraid of what is gone Or fear what's still to come The streets are deserted Laid bare with space to take a deep breath We dance alone while waiting for the changes to begin But can never reach the place where it began Now a new sun is rising Hope I can do what ought to be done Break with the past to follow my heart To reach for the last and final goal Out in the streets and over seas We'll all join the last dance which starts at dawn When new stars are born ... This side, this world One voice, one self One road, one last mile