- cifra   
  
      
   So, apropos 
 Saw death on a sunny snow 
    For every life 
 Forgo the parable 
 Seek the light 
 My knees are cold   
 Running home, running home 
 Running home, running home   
 Go find another lover 
 To bring a 
 To string along   
 With all your lies 
 You're still very lovable 
 I toured the light 
 So many foreign roads   
 For Emma 
 Forever ago