"Love" has been written
On these old walls
We filled a bucket
With drops from our souls
Washing the floor
Take away the blood
Are we
Reborn
Or just sleeping
In a dream?
We search for beauty
In the cats on our bed
They eat the grass that's
Grown on our graves
Sleeping like dead
At least we're awake
But are we
From the black lodge
Or the white one?
I wonder...
In the meanwhile
They steal our time
The mean world outside
Is blowing my mind
I don't want them to take you
Look how shiny
The snow lies so high
Melt the cold with
Woods on the fire
And about tomorrow
Just don't you ask
We live
For now
Even if
We're not sure
In the meanwhile
They steal our time
The mean world outside
Is blowing my mind
I don't want them to take you