Sunday morning
Restless morning
I have floated forever
In the shadow
Sleepless shadow
I have fallen far below
Out of focus
Sickly focus
Breathless
In between hours
Creeping morning
Rash and warning
All was emptied
Long ago home
Safe and sound
White snow is falling down
Falls down hits the ground
White snow is falling down
Falls down hits the ground
Tinned and swollen
Poached and frozen
I have made it the last time
Just a token
Rough and broken
I was fallen long ago
White snow is falling down
Falls down hits the ground
White snow is falling down
Falls down hits the ground
White snow is falling down
Falls down hits the ground
Safe and sound
White snow is falling down
Falls down hits the ground
Safe and sound