my dear
my dear
I ran through the Norwegian woods
in search of your light
cut by the branches
sharp as a knife
I bled in all the beautiful places
I kept running
my feet bruised and scarlet
where are you ?
- I ask the wind
It is cold
and the sun is almost setting
please, don't do this to me
don't leave me alone in these woods
stay with me
I need your warmth
your light
the trees are laughing at me
for I am a fool
"What a terrible thing it is to have a heart"
- they wonder
heart is not like the leaves
it does not regrow
and when it falls, it is not beautiful
it shatters
it shatters in
a thousand pieces
I am breathing out the warmth left in me
- all that is left of me
stay where you are
stay where you are safe
I'll be here, until there is nothing left of me
you daydream
you're heading towards the snowy mountains
something is calling you -
and it is calling you
alone
without me
call for me
and I shall find you
but don't turn your back at me
for I...
for I suffer already
I am laying under these oaks
praying for you
while flowers grow
heavily on me
forgive me
for having a heart..
that only held
your name.
