Blue Snow
I thought your face was covered in snow
I tried to find it, but it’d never show
Old soul, from which I learned a lot
Never told me how to take care of my heart
I’m running through the forests, the snow is so cold
The air looks blue, I feel like in another world
I keep looking for you, I can’t find you anywhere
I know that you’re in a better place, I wonder where
Fragile as a rose, you’d lay beside me on the floor
Then you got up, as a butterfly, and I couldn’t see you anymore
Now the snow melted, I am trapped in a desert
Singing with scorpions, crying with serpents
I couldn’t get up, I’m still down on the ground
Numb as a stone, hearing no images, seeing no sounds
I have holes in my body, all my cells are leaving
They’re coming to you, they want to be living
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