Winter Song Songtext
von Fortune Tellers

Tuesday, whilst the morning explodes
Upon my pillow winter shows me that I have no bones
Floating along that slumber I know
My sheets are seven lessoned hands on my mournful clock
Combing through the plants of my hope
Another sleepy ray of light breaking December walls
Yawning like a river of sounds
The cold is growing on my chest and the clothes I′m tied

Winter Song, Winter Song
I hear it comes again and then I lost my Winter Song
Winter Song, Winter Song
I hear it comes again and then I lost my Winter Song


Tell me where can I find
All those pieces of time
Conversations we had as we were flying so high
Blinking whilst that melody grows
My fear for scattered ones again are symptoms and dead dust
Tasting broken cups and storms
With flickers still inside my head, some day it will return

Winter Song, Winter Song
I hear it comes again and then I lost my Winter Song
Winter Song, Winter Song
I hear it comes again and then I lost my Winter Song

Tell me where can I find
All those snows, thiefs and nights
Conversations we had as we were burning up times

Maybe is there a real and fertile times
Grey old days of solemn winters
The darkest days of my life
Maybe is there a real and fertile childhood
Sunny days of breakings and sorrows
The further end of my time
Or is it weird and in my perception
All those fakes that build my own actions
Feelings you never had

Winter Song, Winter Song
I hear it comes again and then I lost my Winter Song