When the streetlights fade. Warm rain like judgement descends.
Their voice numbs me. Speaking words in a dead tongue.
I have walked a road that lead me back to you.
From a window our glances met. My true colours I cannot hide.
The landscape has changed. You don´t recognise me.
These pictures slowly fade. Memories wither, they are all gone.
Further down the steps get steeper. You haunt me in my dreams.
I let go and fall deeper. This will be the end of me.