It's 9:45 in the morning, the weather is cold, my head is screwed
A breeze from a gray day, like blood, like breath
From the same morning to another evening, always side to side without a break
Causeless and bodiless, like a ghost into darkness
Unknowing people don't know, yet there isn't something, let them not know
It's not near me, but in my blood and you're behind it
Let nobody, nobody not see us when we taste each other
Let onlookings keep talking, let them pass over
Unknowing people don't know, yet there isn't something, let them not know
It's not near me, but in my blood and you're behind it
Like I'm holding everything in my hand now
Oh, that's the truth - it's not near me, but in my blood