“Man has places in his heart which do not yet exist, and into them enters suffering in order that they may have existence.” Leon Bloy

Even as the snow is falling…
Dark December nights are calling
Memories of early warning signs
Like a whisper in the mind

I put my brave face on
Robbed of the love I owned

It’s the end of the affair
We are not who we once were

Hard to be open when all facts are in
Hard to write endings before we begin

It’s the end of the affair
And it seems we no longer care

Absence makes the heart grow fonder
Well I was fond, but now I’m harder
So here we are in somber silence
With no one else but us to blame

Hard to be honest when others pretend
Hard to begin when we already know the end

It’s the end of the affair
We are not who we once were
It’s the end of the affair
And it seems we no longer care

Words and music by Magne Furuholmen
Produced by Erik Ljunggren and Magne Furuholmen
Vocal production by Peter Kvint and Morten Harket
Mixed by Cenzo Townshend
Mastered by Felix Davis

Additional Musicians:

Drums: Karl Oluf Wennerberg
Programming: Erik Ljunggren