A pale light fell from a pale window
I had eyes of an easily recognisable colour
The colour of those faded trucks on garage driveways
Come in, she said come and shelter yourself from the storm
I had crossed the debris of our fairytale nights
Stumbled over our scree, our magnificent wreckage
With her tender tattoo still on my forehead 1
Come in, she said come and shelter yourself from the storm
I spoke of the wind on a lake and of a white sail
Of the caresses that her hair covered in an avalanche
Of the ticket to eternity lost in the shipwreck
Come in, she said come and shelter yourself from the storm
I asked does everything become solid again later?
Can one exist for long suspended in the void?
In this continuous dizziness, this freeze frame?
Come in, she said come and shelter yourself from the storm
You will have other todays, other difficult times
In the long run we rebuild ourselves on definite things
The springtime after the blaze, the floating wreckage
Come in, she said come and shelter yourself from the storm
A pale light fell from a pale window
I had eyes of an easily recognisable colour
The colour of those faded trucks on garage driveways
Come in, she said come and shelter yourself from the storm
1. I can't really be sure whose forehead this is. Or whose tatoo for that matter...