You took the spark
Of my life
My December is warmer than your June
While the seas lick the shores
The Sun is bleeding for me
I am waiting for a long, cold way
I am attracted by damp concrete
Now I am burning the pictures in my mind
Like dead maple leaves
Take my hand for the last time
Take me through the dark forests
F*ck your words. We are left behind
This is the end of our story
Is there spark of my life hidden away
In the blue space of blizzards?
I wanna be something more than skin and bones
I wanna my pale body to stick in the light of love
I am on the road again
The dust and the soot again
The Rucksack revolution rages inside
I try to find a bright path
But the threads of fear strangle
And you took the spark...
Of my life
My December is warmer than your June
While the seas lick the shores
The Sun is bleeding for me
In the name of life