Are you in or are you out
The words are stones in my mouth
Hush little baby don´t you cry
Truth comes down
Strikes me in the eye
Turning season within
Brand new nails across my skin
But who am I to imply
That I was found
That I found you in the white
To overcome this
I become one with
The quiet cold of late November
If you don´t see
I´ll remain unseen
Until there´s time to be remembered
So I had a green light
I was lost in city lights
Not so far from a try
This is not our last goodbye
So I found you
Found a way all through
The quiet cold of inner darkness
And now that you´re here
It becomes so clear
I have waited for you always
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