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The frost hits me in the eyeand wakes methese are blury wintersand I cannot see I walk into the white light of the snowwhen the sun comesI break it with my shadowwhich tales me where I go The frost hits me in the eyeand wakes me I am the snow falling down on youI tear

Their ways are openthey spread as their wingsthey want to be certainof a warm surrounding When they flythrough the night as beautifulnighttime birds The warm wind picks them up When they flythrough the night as beautifulnighttime birds

To feel this great urgeto hold and embrace youI slowly dry out I shrink and shrinkuntil I’m gonenothing to make out of meoh what the hell went wrongmy heart gets pulled outinto your directionit’s no useyou have forsaken me

False eyes are staringdisrespectfully and untruethe burden that we are carryingis way too much for me and you Sometimes it is better to laydon’t you think? I’m evaporatinga veil of smoke is what I amyour thoughts will take on their wayto grow old and to be certain Sometimes it is better to laydon’t you think?

His hands hide inside a sleeveand little feet play with the ground beneath himwhile up in the sky is where he wants to be Time will flyand the wind plays with himthe night will give him its charm While he walks homehis head’s up in a cloudhe feels his pores fill up with fresh airand