Lyrics Ride On Sisters - Sivert Høyem

In the night
When your ghost comes to call on you
You are right
There ain't so much that you can do
You're a stranger even to yourself
And your bed is cold as the grave
It's that old serpent biting it's own tail

Ride on sisters
Hand it on
Ride on brothers
It won't be long

In the now
I see only limitations
Don't know how
To make the best of my situation
And all you carriers of lights
All you prophets of the dawning day
We're already here
And it's already late

Ride on sisters
Hand it on
Ride on brothers
It won't be long

Ride on sisters
Hand it on
Ride on brothers
It won't be long

Ride on brothers
It won't be long