Svavar Knutur - Slow dance

There we lay, in a low place
Waiting game, no rules no form
A crooked smile, spread on your face
All prepared for the coming storm

Our embrace, like a slow dance
moving with unyielding force
Waves of pain, gentle torment,
A rising tide with no remorse

We can work it out
We can work it out
We can do without the fear.

Hours pass in a slow ache
As I hold your tender frame
Then you fall, like a snowflake
Melting in the growing flame

We can work it out
We can work it out
We can do without the pain.

Come on baby one more go (try/annað),
you can do it! it's a miracle! it's swell!
Oh my god you're doing well! It's almost over!

Squeeze my hand we're almost there!
You can do it! Hold on baby! Something's wrong!
Come on darling! Just stay strong! It's almost over!

Come into the light
come into the light
welcome home
come into the light