Lyrics

Summer days have come back to town
But under the ground hiding a big shame
But the shell was not sheilding much
And the first one to touch
Blows it to pieces
He said: I am not to blame,
She was dead when I found her,
It was just an illusion of life
Just an illusion of a life,
Now I know and I'm gone.

Their dreams have spilled on our pillow
We looked into their backs and then decided:
We must not be sad
They must not be happy
They must not be sad
On our happy day.