Wish I was small in sunny days
A summer light breeze could lead me further
Someone would call from beyond the maze
Of winter freeze and draw me to her
Eyes that are grey can’t see behind the stains
Of blurring stars and bleeding sun
I wish I could stay or silence the rain
The solid bars of all that’s left undone.


Nights in the snow when all you know
Is a velvet breath and all you long for
Light is the stain a ball without a chain
The sweetest death might make you strong
Your gaze becomes ice two crystal rollerdice
The trembling ground what have you done
I wish I could wake as the walls start to quake
From the impossibe sound of air that leaves the sun
A summer breeze begun
Of air that leaves the breathing sun.

The White Birch – Breathe (2002)

The most beautiful thing I read and listened to today.

Melancholic.Just what I needed =)


2 thoughts on “At the back of our minds

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s