The sadness is here again, the fear is here again
And the end embroidered in my window
Cracked glass panel and silence again
Weary and discarded in my imagination
The light fell asleep, tears of blood scorch my throat
Scratched handle, sloping ceiling
When I sing to you the last song
You left me only words, shelter between the shadows
Tidy books, and between the rooms
You left me only words, wreath of locks
Oh God, you left me only words
