The Dø Dust It Off song lyrics

Burning papers into ashes

what a season, how they fly high from the ground up

there is yet another fountain, flowing over, as the night falls

keep dreaming away

If you hold on to that past, don't you lock yourself inside

Nothing has been done before

It's the most virgin dress you could possibly wear

Mess it up, Time is up

Hold your memory for a moment with a blind hand

Write some stories for tomorrow

From the bottle of amnesia

Find instructions, to salvation, to oblivion, supreme

Don't be tempted to look back

It has all happen before

Someday miraculous spread will forgive every cowardly thing that you've done

That I've done

Dust it off

(That you've done

That we've done)

(FA)