"Are you in
Or are you out
Words are stones

In my mouth

Hush little baby

Don't you cry

Truth comes down

Strikes me in the eye

Turning seasons within

Brand new nails across my skin

Who am I to imply?

That I was found and I found you in the white

To overcome this I become one with

Quiet colder late november

If you dont see I remain unseen

Till it's time to be rememebered

So I had a green light

I was lost in city lights

Not so far from a try

This is not our last good bye

Don't you cry...

So i found you

found the way all through

the quiet cold of inner darkness

now that you're here

it becomes so clear

i have waited for you always"