wild windy winter blow through me, my soul will thaw and melt into the sea. life and death on this wide plane of green and the howling of the ghosts we cannot see. tell me, has the world been kind to you? or has it turned a blind, black eye from you? yes tell me something true, because truth, i'm sure, adores you more than i do. and there you are so blue, just like i wanted you. this horizon is much too wide to swallow and so it is my shadow you must follow. twist its wrist to see the lines in my face. listen closely: you are lovely, but can you brave the storm? because you are the wind and you cannot come in. us and them, me and you, we are doomed.