Performer Songtext
von Maple Glider

Wafting
In the eagerness of early December
I′m floating
Whilst everything I know is cascading
Down into the sinkhole

Is it warm down there?

I keep waiting through the hours of cold
Reaching for a single speck of light


I do not know this man
But he is in my bedroom unfurling
And I am uncertain I can play as I have played before
But I am a performer, of course I'll perform

Is it warm down there?

I keep waiting through the hours of cold
Reaching for a single speck of light

I keep waiting through the hours of cold
Pressing for the sun to come and find me

Must I bring my own torch?
Must I bring my own torch?
Must I bring my own torch?


Or are you gonna come and
Light me up
Light me up
Light me up