Novembre

I lit the sunlight with my hands
Knowing there's to be some reason
For this ever coming dark
All I want to find is a way
For these cardboard wings to fly
Their blackened feathers up again
Not a tiny breadcrumb trace
To retrieve the lost Argentic pathway leading us away
Oh, my naked angel face
Now it is my turn to drag you to tomorrow
All your light faded away
'Cause you have given all the strength you had
To someone else
Touch me and relieve me from the plauge of sorrow
Touch me and heal me with your silvers colours
Touch me