The Tempest
Throwing Snow
Shivering cars wander in the rain for long hours
Turning into people and fading
None of them start up, entering the frame, a mistake
[Disappeared or in the country that placed it in?]
Like you
Hurry through the streets of the tempest
Like you
Hurry through the streets of the tempest
You're gone
And I'm not really there if it matters
I'm not really there, turn and return
And I'm not really there for others
I'm not really there, all lost, not a thing to spare
Shivering cars wander in the rain for long hours
Turning into people and fading
Turning into people and
None of them start up, entering the frame
None of them start up, a mistake, a mistake
You hurry through, hurry through, hurry through