it's time to go down
the brain hurts
the heart tired
the snow melts under my head
cold
cold
like in the time
when i lived
in the forest
with you
who killed my sleep
time to go down
to go where the lights
dancing
alone with the trees
which let me be
here
with you
who took my voice away
time to go down
behind the darkness
where the child
howls
for love
under the water
where the flowers
bloomed
it's time to see
the place
where
i woke up
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