The window
Snow behind the window, cold pieces of light So many times I’ve watched it fall, cover the life Snow is my memory, life is my fantasy I’m still blind, still trying to look alive. Knowing everything and keeping silence. Knowing everything and keeping silence. I see lips moving, don’t try to listen, Forgive me or not as you please leave me here. Everything we wanted, everything we’ve had Just laid there, in snow and dust… I see no point, No idea why Must I join A thousand years’ cycle And it’s not just about me It’s in the pulse of the rhythm It’s about the abyss that lays behind the window It’s in you, it’s in me If we ever dreamt about anything. Anything. I say terrible and simple words Leave them out Like common stones For someone To stumble over And maybe someday somehow to be heard. ‘Cause it’s not just about my inner world Outer world Why do we have to split everything Let things be abysses and windows Them and us. You, me, Time. Dreams. You, me, Time. Dreams.
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