And this necklace of question marks beautifully Framing your face As you walk through the tunnel, closer to something Turning back home after 15 years and it seems That perhaps you will miss them now no one is watching Crossing the river to see those familiar faces Took a picture and said it was good to document With a laughing crowd pointint fingers and whispering For the goodbye of them you can do what the fuck you please... A fork and a knife, sit straight, smile for old times' sake, For all goodbyes For heaven's sake, shut your mouth, shut your mouth Sit straight, smile, shut your mouth, shut your mouth Cool your feet in the ocean and think for a moment: It could always be something, but it's not really worth it It's a well-written story with all the ingredients How the mean witch called you to say you were nothing Now she sleeps in a box in the good soil of Denmark Now she sleeps in a box in the good soil of Denmark A truth and a lie, shut your mouth For old times' sake, for all goodbyes For heaven's sake, shut your mouth, shut your mouth Sit straight, smile, shut your mouth, shut your mouth... ...now shut it!