Through the Mill Songtext
von The Changing Room

He′s closed the door, I weave no more
My boots gather dust on the windowsill
We've all been through the mill
The room is cold, my heart grows old
I remember the noise, I can hear it still
We′ve all been through the mill

What now my job in this world? I have none
My lifeline is broken in two
My children, my love and my time have all gone
I let the ends slip through
Now when I look back in hindsight I know
I wasted my youth and my dreams
The warp and the weft have stolen my breath
There's nothing left for me


Cause he'closed the door, I weave no more
My boots gather dust on the windowsill
We′ve all been through the mill
The room is cold, my heart grows old
I remember the noise, I can hear it still
We′ve all been through the mill

Through the mill, through the mill
We've all been through the mill
Me mother and me father, and his father before
We′ve all been through the mill

In these silent hours I picture your face
You long since departed this land
My breathing is laboured, my armchair is still
As I gently take your hand

Cause he'closed the door, I weave no more
My boots gather dust on the windowsill
We′ve all been through the mill
We've all been through the mill