I dance to the wind, I can’t turn around
Birds sing in me , I’m stuck in the ground
I might know more than I pretend,
But when I talk I tell it to the wind .
On how much time can we depend .
Ohh, Is it enough to know,
We’re all together in the end.
I grew up on that hill outside your window,
I’ll be here until your grandson cuts me down .
Yesterday a butterfly spent half its life behind your window
I am awake even thought they say that I sleep for half a year.
There’s nothing but embers that once were trees
White bears throne tumbles into the sea
Even as her breath blows you down ,
You still drain her blood from the ground