Visby Lyrics

This town is so quiet,
Is someone really living here?
The sound of silence,
It's cutting thru the air.

This streets of cobblestone,
I used to belong here.
Old friends growing cold,
Or is it me just getting old?

It must be the season,
The main street are empty now.
I can't see no reason,
For moving back anyhow.

It used to be a home,
Now I feel just like a stranger.
Does people here don't grow,
Or is it me just getting old?

The leftovers, the stayers,
I look at them from afar.
And there goes my popular,
The first one that broke my heart.

This streets of cobblestone,
I used to belong here.
Now I can only see fools go,
Or is it me just getting old?

But I recall a time,
Firecrackers in the sky.
All the highs and lows,
It's me just getting old.