As soft as snow, white sheets fall upon your pillow
daunting, darkness arouses
and we are lost
dislocated sense of time, automatic hallucinations
within despairs depth,
and death grips at my throat
and holds until i have nothing left
to give nor lose
they don't mind
they don't mind
your whispers, loud as thunder
and they don't mind
they don't
they don't care.
