INTRO: VERSE 1: Thundering news hits me like a snowball striking my face and shattering Covering me in a fine powdery and mist and mixing in with my tears And I'm fifty-seven but I could be seven years old, Cause I will never be able to comprehend the expansiveness of what I've just learned, that... You, have disappeared You have been released You are flecks of light You are mist Somewhere, spinning round the sun Circling the moon Traveling through time You are mist VERSE 2: Walking through unfamiliar streets and I'm shaking unfamiliar hands and I'm hearing unfamiliar laughs and lovely language I don't understand It's late October in Copenhagen The skies are grey, the snow is falling I see my breath outside, I'm freezing I'm motionless, in disbelief, that... REPEAT CHORUS AD LIB (