Winter ’11

Every day is the same charade
Weary ghosts frequenting their favorite haunts
We're all tired but no one ever moves
(No effort is made until we forget and fade away)
I always found it strange how you found comfort
When I spoke in foreign tongue

Czego chcesz ode mnie, czego nie możesz powiedzieć?
Czego chcesz ode mnie, czego nie mogę zrobić?

And my words collapsed like the lungs you've overused
For I've wasted my best fleeting hopes, but they weren't you
I keep my eyes firmly closed, hoping I won't see your face
But you are everywhere a shadow, and I am so alone
I am so alone, I am so alone
(But what are ghosts except memories we can't let go?)

Today I am what I never was, I am truly alone
Tomorrow I'll be what I wish I were today, I won't be afraid anymore