Light is getting dim, colors growing pale
A shade is coming in, a sense of something stale
The house without a sound, unlike a while before
Through it no-one roams, no one coming through the door
Outside the birds are in a flock
Can see them gather
With feathers strong there on a rock
Why don ́t they rather
Go flying to another place - another sphere
Defying the pull of gravity - away from here
Outside it now is dark - a chill is coming through
A blanket with a mark - glass of heavy brew
Outside a bird is looking in
Through the window
With feathers strong out in the wind
Why won´t it go
Go flying to another place - another sphere
Defying the pull of gravity - away from here
Go flying to another place - another sphere
Defying the pull of gravity - away from here
Go flying to another place - another sphere
Defying the pull of gravity - away from here