It's a small song about a blurred childhood memory of a night in the woods when a wild boar made us run home in panic. The monster came through the ground Across the glade we ran There was a sense we felt again - never felt again.

put those dreams away before you let them fall for you will break them all

For this I wanted to create some longing sounding atmosphere. To create the (somewhat annoying) guitar part in the second half I used an ebow. " you stand a long time at the door observe the lighting on the floor you are not welcome anymore no…

put those dreams away before you let them fall for you will break them all

put those dreams away before you let them fall for you will break them all

This is my english version of Heysátan by Sigur Rós. It's not a direct translation but it's in principle the same song. I know the guitar is a bit out of tune. The capo messed it up. Sorry for that.

put those dreams away before you let them fall for you will break them all