I heard a puff I heard a blow I felt the ground I felt the snow I thought of linen and of lace I never really saw his face
I heard a grunt I heard a moan I felt the sun I saw the moon I saw the northern light above and the eclipse of the sun
I am a breath I am a wish I am a rocket and a fish I felt his measures and his weight my own body as a scale
I heard a wisper in my ear â€you are not here, you are not here†I saw the northern light above and the eclipse of the sun
my feet was hurt and heals were sore and I wondered why it burned and I wondered why it burned
Then I had to climbe down I went down to see the sun rise and then I had to climbe back up again I had to be there to see the sun rise All the air that you sent to guide me had a tone of the elephant grey we were all there in the morning we were there and we wanted to stay