Things I Will Keep Songtext / Lyric

Coded ancient, the crease

Unlock the timers

And strike the chimers

In my sleep



Grab the coat, steel the fleece

From behind the curtain

It will most certain-

ly bring peace



To those with countless numbers

No longer cold or hot, like

Things that I will keep

And hide them in my sleep






Dead even countless numbers

No longer cold or hot, like

Things that I will keep

And hide them in my sleep



Coded ancient, oh brightness

We shall see

Loaded up and at night when

We shall flee

Not to tread through the heavy life

Sink in the dream

On the right night

You'll find her waiting



Selling things for cheap

The things that I will keep