THE SILENT SONG
Älskar. Som när det gör ont. Gråter sönder ögonen. Gråter sönder rösten.
Vill inte mer.
Tänker på alla utvägar.
Alla.
Vill inte mer.
Vill inte mer.
Orkar inte.
Svart. Svart. Svart.
Dränk mig. Kör över mig.
Jag tänker inte kämpa emot.
Lying in my bed, I think of you
That song goes through my head, the one we both knew
In each line lies another line full of sacred sound
Lying in my head watching my mistakes
I listen to the band
And the drums beat in my head
Pianos chime the sound in this prison of the house
And as the illness comes again can you hear me through the rain
As I listen to the band?
As I sing the silent song
Mime each lonely word
För jag saknar.
