The Day Winter Told Me He Was Trying To work on his Aura

I keep putting myself in a state of international failure

If it is a movie Mark Lanegan would play as music for the trailer

And it's The Day Winter Told Me He Was Trying To work on his aura

I told him that I compare him to pandora

And I'm his box

For love I'm orthodox

I just forgot how to pray

I went into a Café and ordered some Rest

As always well dressed and obsessed

Is it true

That you keep a a piece of someone you loved within you

And does it become a Part of you?

I guess the Winter knew

I take life as a Loan

What I really love is being alone

And I love this weather

It reminds me of the remission of sins

While I need to remember to take my vitamins

to hold my life together

But there is always something to miss

And I don't want to wear the new coat when I'm feeling Like this

A dozend crows are flying inside me

I guess I'm their Tree

So rather take the old coat that makes me Look like a tramp

To the blind I want to be a lamp,

To the heartless I want to be something good that stays

A soldier in non obey ways

Thats how I'm feeling most of these days

Like a Rolling Stone

Allone but not allone