She's staring
She's traveling
In our drawing scene
She's traveling
High grass
Evening twilight
In a storm
You leave the crowd
In our nights, our sleep
When it's cold and grey
You wish all your fears
Could just blow away
Sunday
Pensive sorrow
When you draw away
In our songs
Starkness
(In the) midnight silence
You're still traveling
In our thoughts
You're still in your thoughts when it's fall
You're still in your thoughts when it's fall
