Your words may turn bitter
Cold and endless...
We ran through the dead city streets, holding...
And as the sky fell down around us, we trembled...
I recall the very first time we met
How you tried to get deep inside my head...
Where do you store a broken heart
Until it finally heals...
A beautiful Cloud is led by the wind to the blue...
Draped in white silk, she looks like an angel send...
Women's power is not in-existent, it is hidden...
For centuries blood has been shed for acquirement...
I find that I am shaking
From my head down to my feet...