Lyrics Little Anne - Huis

Little Anne

Still vanishing behind those books?
Slipping thin behind those walls
Curtains drawn and candles out
Whispered words standing still
I heard Ellington this morning
Something about taking a train
I see your ghost in the attic
I see ghosts in the attic
Ran upstairs to see you
Thought you’d still hide behind your books
I heard someone bomb schrapnell-words about you
Hidden behind this bookshelf
Waiting in vain
Useless hopes
The die is cast, the die is cast
Hiding your dark shadow
From darker …
Machine-gun laughs
Riffle stares
Schrapnell
Grenade
Bullets
Shroud
Betrayed by the unspeakable
The darkest side of mankind
What could they hope this time
The worst on earth
The bells of the Westerkerk
Resonates in chesnut’s leaves
The song of freedom
So far away, so unfair
Despite guardian angels
Who believed in life
Who knew that all this made no sense
Fate found its way, so unfair, so far away
A lady said you climbed in a truck
To head for a long… long way
A train ticket to human disaster
On the way to your last journey
Work will set you free
They say…
Little Anne