Из альбома: Archive Number 1
Winter
I'd like to sleep
one hundred days
My feeling has gone,
flesh cold and numb
I'm staring in to the winter
All's slowing down,
snow in the wheels
Frost on the ground,
ice cuts seal
That opens up old wounds
That lets in the winter
Memories and hopes
are all that I have
But are they all I need,
will they see me
Through this winter?
I'd like to sleep
one hundred days
My reason has gone,
flesh cold and numb
At least let me sleep
through the winter