hold me. can’t see. sweet me. sweet you.
take me away. let me be free.
he climbs up to the rooftop; to drop.
the rain of november; we’ll always remember.
the red around your head, get black.
all tears we’ve lost, to show our mess.
oh dear, what you’ve done to this month?
the snow of december; we’ll always remember.
whenever we walked; and you start to talk, they’ve never seen… oh silent me
all birds on the trees are talkin’ to me. all coulers are dead… oh silent me….